by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Aug 2011 362 Views 1 comments
Death is Coming for You
Let me look who's on my list
For me to be collecting
Don't know why they scream so much
When I come round calling
Could it be the clothes I wear
Or the scythe I am carrying
I try to be humorous
Say knock, knock death is calling
No-one laughs, don't know why
I am rather a funny fellow
Maybe I should change black to pink
They'd all die happy, laughing
I see who on my list is next
Death for you is coming
For me to be collecting
Don't know why they scream so much
When I come round calling
Could it be the clothes I wear
Or the scythe I am carrying
I try to be humorous
Say knock, knock death is calling
No-one laughs, don't know why
I am rather a funny fellow
Maybe I should change black to pink
They'd all die happy, laughing
I see who on my list is next
Death for you is coming
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Posted: Aug 2011
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