From the slums of Baltimore,
Came sweet sounds from a wooden door,
The tinkering of tools resounded so,
And the children of Maryland searched high and low!
With black robe and a red interior,
He made the other workers feel very inferior.
Toys he sowed for each and every child--
If there was a mistake in the binding; he went wild.
As standard, he worked in a sweat shirt and blue jeans
But half of the time he wore things that should not be seen.
As he worked on his newest project, he conceived a plan:
To make a new doll from a child; not a hard demand.
While he was a brilliant genius, you see,
He began to develop a sickness of the mind; a sort of disease.
While appearing to his neighbors as one who was kind,
Behind closed doors, he was quite out of his mind.
The neighbors of Baltimore were unaware
Of the maniacal slasher named Charles David who was very near.
With blond hair and blue eyes that were very charming,
He brought girls to his house for the inevitable chopping.
His outwardly ap