A Rave in a Grave
Lonzo’s dark poetry challenge 2/2. 47 words.
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Corrupt preachers have
chanelled Mother Earth’s wrath
on Halloween night
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A rave in a grave
a pint of iced organ splash
with salted eyeballs
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Within starvation
Consume spider sandwiches
For carbs and protein
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Is it that scary
when you realise all this time
the evil one’s you?
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About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
I live in Oxfordshire, England. I used to write a lot of fan fiction and mainly just write poetry now. I've been to over 20 countries and written many books. I'm currently working on a horror story called Heavenly Seas.
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Comments (5)
Oooooo!! This was such a great poem for the spooky season! I agree with Dharrsheena, that last line was something else!! Great work Chloe!
Oooo, that last stanza! That was so brilliant! Loved your poem!
This was so great, made me hoot out loud. Devil woman strikes again.
Oh, that ending! Good one.
A Rave in the Grave 😁👻🍂📝😉✌️Nice job❗