Watch the Specter IIA Poem by danHe's baaaaaaaccccckkkk....at least that's what I keep telling myself. A shameful Re-post of a non-Classic. Please don't swear at me.Stealthy ‘pon the Witching Hour Towers all misgiven hatred, Braced by cold wind’s demonic howling Scowling as is such His nature; Spewing horror, spit from his lair Sulfuric air his grisly fanfare, Specter grins in image sardonic, A tonic for all the good to perish.
He cackles, surveying his dominion, Recalls the new and those he vanquished; Anguish always his stock in trade, He made this world from his horrid image. Watch him sneer with violent purpose, Surfacing in his ghastly triumph; He jumps toward those couched in courage, His scourge devouring such brave mortals.
Watch the Specter drum the cadence See him howl his hoary pleasure. Watch the Specter direct the digging Watch them die, Each splatter measured.
dan © 2015
Music: “Enter Sandman,” by Metallica © 2015 danAuthor's NoteReviews
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