Death by Duane Francis
I’d love the pleasure
of your company,
So why don’t you come
hang with me.
I have many names on
my guest list,
For I have no
prejudice.
I have no regard for
class or race,
I’d just love to see
your little face.
Sometimes people try to
decline my invitation,
but I really don’t
accept rejection.
So why bother to resist
me today,
You’ll be coming to
me somehow, someway.
Plus I’ll get all your relatives
and friends,
For I am DEATH and this is
where it all ends.
I know this…