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Bones

Bones

Bones

 
     
  Bones

I love to eat bones.
They taste like scones.
I love to munch and crunch
At a midnight lunch.
They taste better by night
Than they do by day.
And they’re best eaten
When the flesh is all rotted away.

If you’re lacking chow,
I’ll tell you how
To find a great meal.
You’ll have to steal.
But a bit o’ grave thieving
Never hurt anyone.
It’s quite fun!
It keeps a soul believing
In the beauty of a casket,
Just like a picnic basket!

~ Daniel F Mitchell

 
     

The One True Word

The One True Word

The One True Word

The One True Word

Song of the lich owl,
Serenading banshee’s howl,
Wind in the church gate yearning,
Corpse-candle brightly burning,
The late night comet’s dearth,
Those silent mounds of earth,
The shadow man on the moon,
All speak the one true word.
Haven’t you already heard?
Listen carefully – you shall hear it soon.

~ Daniel F Mitchell