As blissful as the evening sun,
Allie’s hijinks have now begun.
Sealed inside a temperate tomb,
Innocence paves the way for doom.
Alas, the cold and callous shell
Has welcomed home a resident smell.
For that which odor has no equal;
A crypt inspired by third sequel.
A gaze, a look, it’s a written book
That spells a live you haven’t took.