Raising CainA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Just some wicked fun for Halloween
Pumpkin heads Ready to strike For their orange layer Hides rattlesnake skin Just one of my many tricks This Hallows eve. Fog rolls in over Sacred ground As I summon the dead To creep in low Befriending the little ones Before taking their souls. Then it’s my turn to rise Harnessing my vampire lust Craving something sweet To rush through my veins She’ll be young and pretty And oh so naïve As I seduce her to the dark side. That’s right it’s my time To have a little fun So tonight I am raising Cain For I have always been Able For way to long. © 2008 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Author's Note
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Added on October 7, 2008AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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