THE DARKENED MANOR

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THE DARKENED MANOR

Dare ye enter the darkened manor,

Beyond the moor, beneath the oak?

Dare ye enter, where a ghostly cantor

Appears and demands that truth be spoke!

 

Within these walls, a young lord once took

A young girl’s life and innocence,

And ever since, a lonely spirit shook,

Filled with strife, seeking recompense,

 

Yes, I dare to enter the darkened manor,

To speak of justice for unsettled scores,

Lonely spirits should no more banter,

Through these halls, beyond the moor,

 

Be at peace, lonely spirit,

Be still, for now I tell,

The young lord’s soul, don’t fear it,

He now doth dwell in Hell.

NOT MY TIME TO GO!

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NOT MY TIME TO GO!

They say you must die,

When it’s your “time to go,”

But I say, if it’s MY time,

Then, it ain’t so!

 

There are many things

I still want to do,

I want to climb Mt. Everest,

And take up Kung Fu,

 

Besides, I want my lawyer

To have time to negotiate,

Whether I may enter

The Pearly Gates,

 

And before I go,

I want to sew more wild seeds,

And, if I have time,

I may do a few good deeds,

 

So, if you see Father Time,

Tell him I’ve no time for sorrow,

Maybe he can return

And ask again tomorrow!   😊

 

MULE FALL REGRETS!

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MULE FALL REGRETS!

My mule went left,

And I went right,

On a mountain trail

Of great height,

 

I grabbed for the reins,

But none was there,

All I could grab

Was handfuls of air,

 

I fell and fell

From that great height,

At first, I simply screamed

With all my might,

 

But I stopped screaming

After a while,

Then, suddenly,

I began to smile!

 

“No more taxes!”

“And no more debt!”

But then, once again, I became

Filled with regret,

 

“No more fishing,

And no more sweethearts,”

“And I bet the ground

Will break me apart!”

 

 

And so, yes, that is when,

I began to scream again!

The moral: when your mule goes left,

Don’t go right, and you’d better hold on tight!  😊

OLD AND INVISIBLE

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OLD AND INVISIBLE

When you look over here,

What do you see?

Do you see an old man?

Do you even see me?

 

The young do not see

How fast time flies,

Or that we

Are all doomed to die,

 

Maybe you think

I am glum and gloomy,

But maybe, too,

You are dumb and doomed, see,

 

Yesterday, I was young

Just like you,

Soon, you’ll be old,

And invisible, too.