Dorito Banshee
screaming through the night
for delicious chips
of orange dusty delight
a crunch of perfection
a scream from behind
the banshee is here
with hungry designs
crinkly bag
a lust for taste shall be my doom
the banshee is here
haunting this room
shall i give her my chips?
no i shall not
now i shall die
by the dorito banshee, i've been caught
