The Mummy's Mind.A Poem by Casperfi did this quick so its lame.Buried down under Deep shimmering gold cover Sleeping peacefully relaxed But finally disturbed. Out of the gold casket He moans and groans Nothing but fabric And a few bones.
Threatening and ugly People think the worse That a corpse so old Is after their flesh. But in the mind of this mummy, He is in the underworld Misunderstood, not knowing a thing He fights for his belongings. Finally back to rest But not in his gold nest, But a glass casket he lay. Never to be as peaceful again He lay sleep in a museum den.
Now some people speak that he might wake Like he did before And if he decides to walk again, We all will be sore.
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4 Reviews Added on October 5, 2010 Last Updated on October 5, 2010 AuthorCasperStrafford, MOAboutey im 17 and in school still. Im in a high school in a small town. I write mostly of poems and short stories. Most are about hauntings or past regrets. I spend most of my time free drawing, writin.. more..Writing
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