Mictecacihuatl, Queen of Mictlan speaks:
I am coming for you, perhaps this very night.
I might just swallow you whole, take you to Mictlan.
Perhaps I will just pluck your heart out on a pyramid,
Cast your corpse into a field of orange marigolds.
Or I could boil you in a pot of chilies, have a feast,
Place you in an Aztec taco or devour you whole.
Ah lovelies, don’t sleep tonight,
I like to look my victims in the eye.
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