Ninja Love

Spring is in the air.
Love is everywhere.
People kiss.
Life is bliss.
Suddenly, in a hail of flying stars
The ninjas appear, swords blazing!
They strike like lightning --
left! right! People fall,
blood spraying
through the ninja laden air like
red mist. The horror! The horror!
Men, women, children, lovers,
hacked through with undulating blades like fleshy
vines before a thresher.
Swords flash, blood spurting, sinews torn, tendons severed, bones sliced
limbs fall writhing to the ground like
noodles from a shaken bowl.
 
And then they are gone, leaving only the cries of the fallen.
 
Ain't love grand?

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