Lyric Horror Poems

It’s Christmas Eve, Babe
In the car pound
It shouldn’t be this way
Should not have been found

But I’m the lucky one
I am the thirteenth one
And when I...

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by Max Burchett

As I was driving the usual way,
Out Chapman Road to start the day,
I saw him standing there.
I stopped and had to stare.

I was...

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The genie is on the loose
                   ...

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I have often seen perfidious faces
wandering through dark hallways
without showing any human resemblance:
ah, is it envy, ah is it jealousy;
or an unquenchable absurdity
that doesn't admit...

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 Lyrical post, written to the tune of Don McClean's 'Vincent.' (aka 'Starry, Starry Night)


Horrid, Horrid night
Trick or Treating filled with dread
Fending off the living...

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The Pretty Ones

The Pretty Ones glitter
Though they are not gold
So many secrets they enfold
Within the confines of their cold
You will not resist them.

The Pretty Ones...

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Gorgeous Charlotte was the goddess of illegal sex,
no restrictions applied to her naughty affections;
I met her last December at the Platinum Dolls...
driving everybody wild, even...

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I climb in Suzanne,
She ain't no hippy van,
She's rusty and forgotten
Her soul is slightly rotten
But I believe she's grand.

I turn the key and roar her...

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When I Wear Your Favourite Dress 

Oh, I'm so paranoid
I start to shake and take double glances over my shoulder like some psycho's gonna stab...

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Moonbeams slide
Control the tide
Guide Oceans apart 
Eco collapsing background 
A shooting star for true dreams
Never has life been so zombie-like
You are your own addict
A mutant...

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Red balloons with clowns attached
Lock your doors 
Keep the windows latched
So many people
Knocking at the door
One, two, three, four, 
Ten or twelve or maybe more
Disembodied...

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The whole world is watching
a nation in total bedlam.
An insurrection encouraged
by the sitting president
of the United States!
Let that sink in for a minute.

It's absolutely disgusting...

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Hush now put away your bleeding brain
Didn’t they tell you ?
There’s no room on this empty train. 
All battered and bruised
Awake now, 
You’re even more...

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1. Fields of much promise, but no grass and no soil
the world not so round getting flat and shapeless
necks stretched for faces to look up...

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What Is My Name?

What is my name?
My name
Is a tag.

What is my name?
My name 
Is what follows me.

What is my name?
My name
Is what I want...

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