Skulls are buried in every grave <br />Names carved on all tombstones <br />The dead decomposing in peace <br />Mud stains on all the bones <br />But don’t go wandering in there <br />And disturb who are in peace <br />If you are a photographer <br />The last thing you’d say is cheese <br />They will make you visit houses <br />And eat dust off their rugs <br />They will pull your ears so hard that <br />You’ll hear ringing in your head <br />And empty filthy coffin <br />Will be your grand new bed <br />You’ll spend the rest of childhood <br />There singing a ghostly hum <br />But wait this is not the worst part <br />That part is yet to come <br />You’ll have to choose a ghost career <br />With your own desire <br />You can be a ghost or zombie <br />A werewolf or a vampire <br />Then you will get a partner <br />For the rest of your adulthood <br />You will have many children <br />And promise you…. will never be good.<br /><br />Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/032-graveyard-hustle-bustle/
