And the Cemetery Was

And the cemetery was gloomy and eerie As the fog rolled in draping over the tall headstones If you listen close you could here the moans Of the dead souls all in different tones Night comes quickly and there is a full moon tonight All of this is starting to give me a freight All of this on a Halloween night The dead leaves are falling to the ground And as I step onto them They make all kinds of sounds I look to the left and look to the right And I trip over some grave site I slowly rise to my feet And can not believe what I can read Its my own name engraved in stone So I shake my head and look again And then a man stands before me with a grin I scream and stand there in fear He smacks me over my head with a shovel And I fall down like a shot deer The man even sits down and cracks open a beer I finally come too and I am all alone Buried beneath my headstone 5/20/16