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DARK AND DEEP

  • billsheehan1
  • May 27, 2024
  • 1 min read

Now I lay me down to sleep

                             In a place dark and deep.

                             My last refuge, my Castle Keep.

                             Now gone for good, no one should weep.

                             Saw much, learned much, lived long.

                             Did mostly good, but too much wrong.

                             Too many friends too quickly gone.

                             I hear the dirge of my death song.

 

                             I wait for unknown darkness, so near.

                             A shape walks toward my, not clear.

                             I glare through it, a skeptic’s sneer.

                             I challenge as I always do, little fear.

                            

                             Once I was steel, now tin.

                             Two round, black shapes, so thin.

                             Now we both show a silly grin

                             We shake hands, it’s really him.

                             Mickey Mouse and I shout, “WE Win!”

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