Death Is Upon Us
It lerks in the shadows,
and it's not in the meadows.
It preys on you,
so you can't sue.
Sound the alarm all you want,
it can make yo go nutts.
Your final resolution
is your final destination.
and it's not in the meadows.
It preys on you,
so you can't sue.
Sound the alarm all you want,
it can make yo go nutts.
Your final resolution
is your final destination.
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This poem was when I was horrible at couplets and when I couldn't ryhme worth a crap.