Waiting To Slip Away
The mysterious stranger could wait no more
He grew more impatient as he paced the floor
People always pleaded for more time
But those pleas were usually denied
The man whose soul he'd come to take
Grew paler and began to shake
He heard the footsteps getting near,
The time had come; It was just as he had feared
He heard the tapping on his door,
And begged for time, just a little bit more .....
The stranger then entered the room
A sudden chill, a sense of doom
The man slipped away 'round half past eight
The Grim Reaper was not inclined to wait
He had many more people to see that day
And in the blink of an eye he slipped away
He just couldn't wait, to take their breath away ....
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