On Halloween Eve, at half past eleven
Beth entered graveyard holding hands with Kevin
They walked all over looking for a phantom
In small space between tombstones they walked tandem
"Kevin, let's get out of here, I feel funny"
A voice said, Listen to your girlfriend, sonny
Kevin cried, "Let's go!" and they ran through the grass
Just in front of Kevin, Beth saw a dark mass
"Watch out!" Terror-stricken, they heard evil laugh
And a swing of a sword sliced Kevin in half
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...
