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Death By Murder
Murky water left to drink floating particles of death Erie presence leaves discontent As something wicked floats in it. The bone chilling chilly wind doth blow off Lake Erie with flurry snow. Late at night off cold dark shores Shadows of a floating barge Clouds of soot from steamers clogged Pollutes the air with killer smog when something wicked this way blows. Perverts creep on angry streets Children homeless are their prey desperately at the mercy of She gets plucked like a sweet ripe plumb as something wicked this way comes. There were no herbs, left to purge her This was strictly death by murder Blood dripping from their lips/ Every scary thing they fling as; Vampires odors fumigates, the evil deeds, their gluttony brings. They've Desecrated the graves of men; Though we stand by, we cannot extend, at least a stick to beat the bush; Or make loud noises and pretend; While something evil this way spins. © Vicki Acquah | Year Posted 2014 Inspired by Ray Bradbury reposted 2017
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