Nightmare AntlephoreSwiggity Swag the Nightmare Stag
Had this game in the Bag.
He'd keep the Professor on his toes,
And lead the Feds by the nose.
Cooked them all a great big meal.
They seemed to really savor the veal.
The one enjoying the Foie Gras is a bit authoritarian.
It's a shame the Journalist is a vegetarian.
As a killer Hobbs was so-so.
And Tobias just had to go.
It's a shame about that Franklin fellow though.
I wonder if he would be good with a nice Bordeaux?
Some may think it rather crude
that I dine on the Rude.
And Ms. Bloom seems quite sad
That I drove poor Will mad.
The Professor's mind has turned to water,
While I lead the lambs quietly to slaughter.
Should Abigal be my adopted daughter?
I wonder if I should even bother...
My friends, time is running out,
For our poor empathic little boy scout.
Will he ever figure out what this was all about
Mr. Gramham, please don't pout.
I am Will's church.
I am Gideon's steeple.
And yes, all the food is people.
Credits:
Swiggity Swag and character referred to in the poem are based off characters from NBC's Hannibal
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