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The Living Dead

Judy woke up pregnant just as her one-night stand was leaving into oblivion. What was new Hell introduced him, hell could have him back She remembered another man A man of the cloth What were the words he always spoke The dead are amongst us The living below They sent him abroad when they found out Faith and sex They just didn’t go together Not in that church anyway She remembered changing the words The dead are amongst us The living below I won’t be carrying no bastard Never in tow For a while, it consoled The first bottle of wine helped The second did the trick She passed out real quick It was while she was sleeping Her unconscious mind played the words back to her The dead are amongst us The living below She was one of the dead ones Existing, but not living The living had lived their lives They were fulfilled and ready to go It was enough to bring her round She understood him now The words had finally hit home She did something the next day she’d promised she would never do again She entered the church She’d lit many candles before But this one was special She lit it for all the dead people walking amongst us A wry smile showed on her face as she left Time to get living, Judy girl Time to go.

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