The Naked GhostsA Poem by DEAN FARNELL
The cemetery gates are soundly locked
The poor old vicar has been shocked His church Is plagued by naked ghosts It's what he's feared the very most He knew that someday they'd appear And his congregation, how they did Lear Aisles now packed In this place once sacred To get a glimpse of the bodies naked The folks who prayed now tripled in size Since the saucy ghosts sprang their surprise To concentrate on amazing Grace Bears another meaning In this place The vicars decision was so tough The poor old fellow he had enough It's a cruel dilemma for his profession As he spends all his time In confession. © 2015 DEAN FARNELL |
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1 Review Added on February 16, 2012 Last Updated on September 16, 2015 AuthorDEAN FARNELLHENLOW, BEDFORD, United KingdomAboutQUIRKY SINGER HORROR SONG WRITER & QUIRKY AND DARK HORROR POETRY WRITER. more..Writing
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