ok, I was inspired to write this poem because I had seen a biography about Richard Ramirez, also known as "The Night Stalker" he was a real killer and I tried to tell some of his gruesome story here. hope you like it.
The Night Stalker
Lock your windows, bolt your doors
Because I’m coming
The first was not elaborate
I simply slit her neck
The rush was unbelievable
Something I shall never forget
Lock your windows, bolt your doors
Because I’m coming
I followed the next to her home
And shot her outside the door
She lived but her friend was not as lucky
I laughed as she fell to the floor
Lock your windows, bolt your doors
Because I’m coming
My killings grew in number
My tactics changed size and shape
From gouging out a women’s eyes
To the 6 year old I raped
Lock your windows, bolt your doors
Because I’m coming
I smashed their heads with a hammer
Each one by one
A pentagram with lip stick I drew
O yes, the fun had just begun
To late to lock, to late to bolt
Because I’m here
Satins work I was doing
I got sloppier with you
You lived and saw my license plate
And told the police to
I kept on going, no need to fear
Satan's work I was doing
They caught me
And took me in
I was not afraid of the court
With satans help I could win
I kept on going, no need to fear
Satan's work I was doing
I shouted “hail Satan”
A pentagram on my hand
I showed signs of Satan
And laughed at people on the stand
I kept on going, no need to fear
Satan's work I was doing
The court found me guilty
To me it was no surprise
They sentenced me to death
Out I marched with no guilt in my eyes
I kept on going, no need to fear
Satan's work I was doing
So now I wait in death row
It’s really not that bad
I had chosen to do satans work
And for this I’m glad.
Even though I’m locked away, in my mind there is no doubt
That satan's work shall forever ever be carried out

Absolutely amazing Amanda. Great job. Just a few things that you might want to check over. Let's review;