![]() The Headless HorsemanA Poem by insanity![]() I decided to take a little bit of creative license on the whole Sleepy Hollow story :)![]()
I've got a secret Wouldn't you like to know But I think I'll keep it Where winds do not blow I won't say where it's buried Just so you know It was a fortnight carried Before hidden six below
A ferocious flurry Of frighteningly dressed things Has caused a few to worry What tomorrow brings Why is this kept secret Strange soothsayers ask Why is it that he keeps it
Headless crosses For headless corpses Headless bosses For headless horses The hollow is awful sleepy Ichabod knows my secret As the night's events get creepy Will he lose his head or keep it?
Six feet under Three foot wide People above wonder What's exactly inside The unmarked grave Dare they be bold Dare they be brave What tragedy will it hold?
Is there a body Have they found my secret? My cover-up was shoddy But that's how I'll keep it They'll never know it was me Who killed poor Ichabod My brilliant facade
I laugh as I ride into the black The hollow is no longer sleepy I laugh again as I look back The people's eyes get weepy Ichabod Crane is no more The hollow will never be the same For it was such a bore before
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Added on October 25, 2009 Last Updated on October 25, 2009 |