The Horrid Skull

Beneath the shallow sea,

something rests on the wet

sands, waiting to be discovered



Yes, yes, a horrid skull it is,

with its jaws wide open,

revealing fangs that can only befit

a vampire



Questions haunt my conscience

of whether it's a pirate vampire

or a mermaid vampire.......



Lonely the skull rests on the sea floor,

waiting to open a creepy door

that might frighten the mermaids and fish away



Date: 08/08/2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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