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 © | Year Posted 2017

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Bavington  Avatar
June 6, 2017 at 12:34 PM
A nice Halloween poem.
Reitz Avatar
June 6, 2017 at 5:48 PM
Thank you, Bette.
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