Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
tommy-johnsonPoems
This is no time for mudslinging Or complimentary pillow chocolates We're here to scour these head stones to make this bone yard look more lively Now, get over your shell shock and let's get to it   You know our motto "They drop, we mop!" And our slogan "Dead as a door nail, clean as a whistle" Adjust your bifocals And allow this to soak in There is nothing to fear here I know it's creepy but we have a job to do and a name to uphold I'm telling you in advanced, at night you might be on edge since you're new There are no walking dead zombies here or ghost or ghouls They've all been neutralized, passed on, embalmed and buried If not they will ring the bell beside they're grave and the gravedigger will come and do some excavating I know death strikes a chord with you after that accident at that donkey show in Juarez but it'll be fine I have not disclosed any information from you, all is well Except the fact that this is a cursed ancient Indian burial ground Where witch doctors are put in the ground and their spirits come and work black magic on all those who tread here Okay bye!
0
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
First and Last Day On The Job
This is no time for mudslinging Or complimentary pillow chocolates We're here to scour these head stones to make this bone yard look more lively Now, get over your shell shock and let's get to it   You know our motto "They drop, we mop!" And our slogan "Dead as a door nail, clean as a whistle" Adjust your bifocals And allow this to soak in There is nothing to fear here I know it's creepy but we have a job to do and a name to uphold I'm telling you in advanced, at night you might be on edge since you're new There are no walking dead zombies here or ghost or ghouls They've all been neutralized, passed on, embalmed and buried If not they will ring the bell beside they're grave and the gravedigger will come and do some excavating I know death strikes a chord with you after that accident at that donkey show in Juarez but it'll be fine I have not disclosed any information from you, all is well Except the fact that this is a cursed ancient Indian burial ground Where witch doctors are put in the ground and their spirits come and work black magic on all those who tread here Okay bye!
tommy-johnson
Written by
tommy-johnson
Colombian
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem