Masquerade Ball
Masquerade Ball
Dress up ghouls
Death's Masquerade Ball.
Each ghastly dance
Creates the queue.
A death head prize
For willing waltz.
A looming grave
The victory taunts
A dying knave,
A pyrrhic flaunt.
by Mari Sloan
copyright May 2010
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