The dead is still in the graveyard, sizzling in its coffin
like a snake, but don't laugh,
cause it's not fake.

Sometimes he sits in the banger,
and when I opened my wardrobe,
I found him hanging in the hanger.

If you see him you will froze,
he will stand on the ground without having any toes.

He will call the names of your kith and kin.
But if you spot him it will be an absolute sin.

There will be nowhere to go because you will be dead.
And he will stand on the ground, holding your chopped head.

If you prayed.
Then you are absolutely not spared.

He disappears when its twilight.
And again comes back when the moon is white.

He will call you with all his might.
But beware of his sight.

Don't even try to run,
because for him it will be an utter fun.


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