Skeletons
I am just a pile of bones.
(I died in late September.)
Calcium that no one owns.
My name? I can't remember.
Skeletons are deadly serious.
That's what some have said.
But that's a lie; that's just not us.
We're seriously dead!
I will try to kill the rumor,
With my favorite Halloween joke,
That skeletons have no sense of humor.
You may laugh- but please don't choke!
Why didn't the skeleton cross the road
Full of bumps and ruts?
He didn't cross the road because...
He didn't have the guts!
Copyright © Rich Reitz | Year Posted 2017
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