The day has rolled around, so The Luchador comes calling
With red and silver mask, showing cleavage to distract.
No matter who the foes, she’ll beat them in the brawling
And then it’s on to you, her vengeance to exact.
You’ve had a year to plan, and fighters lined up ready
Hulk has the first swing, but The Luchador takes them down!
Bear moves in for a hug, so she gets in close with teddy
But he finds it a stiff battle and he’s quickly on the ground.
One by one they fall. There’s no mercy from this creature
Her anger’s all for you but she’ll fight them just the same
Soon there’ll be no fighters left. Just her, you and the preacher
Will prayers work when the fighting ends in Luchador acclaim?
Prayers worked even less than wrestling – she chopped him up in pieces
Now the preacher’s in the graveyard with the ghosts to hear him cry.
You’re hiding, running, hiding but it won’t get you your releases
The Luchador will find you, then it’ll be your time to die.
You should have known better, to think that you could cheat her
You should have known better, to think that you could win.
You didn’t get away with it, stealing funds by transfer
You didn’t get away with it, giving her a mickey finn.
In the last fight of that night, The Luchador went down hard
And never got back up – there was no breath.
But your dreams have been full of horror and your spending has been marred
And now, The Luchador comes determined for your death.
Happy Hallowe’en! Photographs taken at Amie Wee’s party, by Hylas, Kiana, and myself.