Amiright's monster parodies,
They rule if squeamishly scary--
Whose demons so sinister cause me to piss my pants,
I scream and I diss them, curse--concurrently entranced.

He watches with bloodshot eyes
Her bosom swell and rise.
This vampire has got a maiden in a trance,
He leers then kisses her neck, fangs cutting like a lance,
He smears kisses with gore, and the coursin' cannot stanch.

These demons squeeze below;
Their generators must know
That freaks' malocclusion and some zombie bands
Can sow a cold frisson causin' coursin', sweaty hands.
They know their mission is to cause enuretic glands--
I micturate at bloodletting; it's caused unstanched floodgating in my pants.