Open Poetry #29 |
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Gravedigger (Halloween Poem) |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA ![]() |
On hallows Eve every year The gravedigger's go out to the cemetary About midnight To see you will wake from The dead this year The job isn't pretty But someone has to do it Or the living dead Would rule the world So the gravedigger's Grab up their arsenal To prepare for the night Ahead of them Almost every year They have to take out At least 20 or so Walking zombies The zombies Scream for their brains But all the zombies get Is a deadly headache So on Hallows Eve When you see the gravediggers Heading for the cemetary Just remember They are doing so To keep you alive Cold hands means a warm heart |
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ThunderMage Senior Member
since 2002-06-20
Posts 812Canada |
I killed a zombie once. I was one at the same time too. It was during a graveyard shift... now I see where they get that name for it. LOL What is life without poetry and adventure? |
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