Pardon me ma’am, I think that’s a fake…

the tide is high and the wolves will howl
asylums will rock as the loons cry foul
ghosts walk in graveyards and eerily say
beware of the ones who come here each day
sign posts and crypt notes all a gleam
nightmarish cobwebs not what they seem
backbone meets funny bone laughing out loud
Prince Prospero surely be proud
people just clearly lost in the woods
fiction’s your friend when you got the goods
chasing the wind is a popular sport
dollars to donuts you come up short
decoder ring was lost at the lake
pardon me ma’am, I think that’s a fake…
(Copyright 03-26-13)

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