Look What I Found!

Random poems I found while cleaning out my dresser this afternoon.

Dan?

A long time ago where the wild things grow, in a shack on a hill in the woods
there dwelt an old man by the name of old dan, house bound but he'd leave if he could
Unfourtunately he had a trick knee, peg leg, fake arm and glass eye
And often he preach, he'd a story for each, and he'd tell anyone who stopped by

He'd first lost his leg to a fine gal named meg, a pirate by nature and trade
they'd been in a fight on a dark stormy night, his shovel against her sharp spade
dan's ship had been swiped, by meg he had griped, she'd denide it of course and attacked
the fight had been brutal on body and noodle, dan left with one leg unnattached

And as for the rest, dan would puff up his chest, and proudly deny that old rumor
that he'd gotten quite drunk, and tripped on a trunk, and fallen right off his own schooner.



The song of the last angel of death

This is the song of the last angel of death
and he sings it to all as they take their last breath
not everyone listens
not everyone leaves
but everyone hears it
and everyone greaves

come my child your time has past
the time has come to go at last
If you've been good no need to fear
the best things will come
when you leave here
If you've done wrong you'd better pray
else bad and worse will come your way

this was the song of the last angel of death
and he sang it to all as they took their last breath
not everyone listened
not everyone left
but evveryone heard it
and everyone wept