In the South. Deep in the hills.
There is a forgotten town. Of a war past.
On a clear night you can see an old schoolhouse.
Next to a grave yard of soldiers from the past.
When the moon is full and all is still.
A light appears From a window in the old school.
At the stroke of midnight you hear a scream.
One that could curl your toes.
Then on a Whitehorse in the grave yard.
A soldier dressed so proud.
the school he did go. Riding fast as he could go.
In the window, you could see him as he rode the halls.
A scream once more and then a yell
The South will rise again and God blesses dixieland

Cookies and milk
On Christmas eve night.
Get ready to go to bed.
Before i go, I get a glass of milk to drink.
I also got a glass of milk and cookies for Santa.
They tell me that the milk helps him make it in for the night.
The cookies are a treat to help him stay awake.
So off to bed I go. Thinking should I have left more.
When I hear a thank you.
I run to the room and the milk and cookies were gone.

Santa is gone.
The gifts are unwrapped.
The food is gone.
No more eggnog.
Time to move on to the next holiday.
which is bill paying day.
$1000.00 Of dollars sent on gifts. Credit cards to the max.
Returning gifts but buying more.
o what fun we have each year.
New year's is next
just a big drunk.
to for get more bills yet to come.
Got to put the house up for collection.
ST. Valentine day o what a joy.
$99.00 For roses
The cops are at my door.
The check bounds and the judge said 90 days.
Holiday What a joy. Can some one bail me out.
I'll pay you back next Tuesday!!!

On a rainy dark night.
Three boys laid a waiting
Making plans to rob the store.
two cashiers in the store a cook making ready her meal.
one cashier a male he leaves.
Two old ladies let alone.
The three rush into the store.
Guns in hand.
robbing the money all they could get
$35.00 dollars that's all. The joke was on them.
they rushed to the car and out the driveway.
To town they drove.
a red light they ran.
At the corner they did not see the cop car.
the policeman stopped the car.
the radio told all.
The policeman found the guns.
The day in court was so funny.
They told the court Well the guns had no bullets.
The judge said with a smile on his face.
10 years A piece.
This story is true for I was the male cashier.

The man came from miles away.
Rode a black horse.
Dressed in black a look of death on his face.
The gallow was ready to go.
As they led the Three to be hung.
The ropes were ready each tied tight.
Not a word was said.as they dropped to their death.
The hangman on his horse rode out of sight.
His job was done, as the bodies shook

The hills were covered withe green grass.
Flowers every where.
As they came to battle
A young boy called, The hills will be red today.
As each fell to their blood death.
They fired their guns over and over. each dropping.
No where to hide. !
The boy called one last time.
Fill these hills with Yankee blood.
Then a shot took his life.
One more falls as the grass gets red.

Are you ready yet?
i can not wait all day.
My time is running out.
I have given you enough time to do it.
so get it ready let's go.
now you did it.
The End of the poem
I have nothing more to say