Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

The New Kingdom

A scraping of shovels on my tomb
I will be free of this prison soon
The priest said I had taken my last breath
They will see I have cheated death

A scraping of shovels above my bed
Soon they will all be screaming dead
For when I return to the land of living
All their lifeblood they will be giving

A scraping of shovels in this hellish hole
Buried alive because I have no mortal soul
I will drink the blood of these foolish men
The new kingdom can now begin

A Scraping of Shovels Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Lawless
3/8/19

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Caren Krutsinger March 12, 2019 at 9:52 PM You both terrorized me and fascinated me simultaneously. "A scraping of shovels above my bed Soon they will all be screaming dead For when I return to the land of living All their lifeblood they will be giving" Timothy Mcguire March 12, 2019 at 9:56 PM Yes! Some things are best left burried......

Line Gauthier March 8, 2019 at 11:16 AM Wow! What you have accomplished with this challenge!! Kudos, Timothy. Timothy Mcguire March 8, 2019 at 2:45 PM I dug it out from somewhere!

Mystic Rose Rose March 8, 2019 at 6:16 AM Nice entry dear Timothy, gl in the contest. Timothy Mcguire March 8, 2019 at 2:45 PM Thank you Pixie! :)