I'Ve Gotta Hand It To Pa
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A severed hand drips scarlet blood
as it waves its last goodbye
It rises up, falling with a thud
I’m just terrified, I cannot deny
It starts to creep across the floor
to where I’m rooted to the spot
My Pa makes gory props, his job I abhor
but spooky horror films I love a lot
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10/17/21
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2021
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