Scarecrow Cemetery

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Something for Halloween..

Darkness arrives, the air goes still, spiders and skeletons, dance on Dead man's Hill.

Tombstones lay deathly white, silence echo owly squeals, ghouls to the left, ghosts to the right.

Eyes come to life, twitching and leering, dangly bony arms, waving and straining.

Scarecrow conducts with crucified hands, as demons and ravens shiver in fright.

The buried alive crawl from the earth, as silvery ghoosties wiggle with a knife.

Welcome my friend your day is done, as cobwebs grab you, long after the sun.

Don't fight the skeletons, stay rigid with Riga, you died of disentry, and left to rot in Scarecrow Cemetery.

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Submitted: October 18, 2020

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