
I used a photo of my nephew taken in Vermont for this post:

What manner of specter are you
The grave digger asked his view
I’m not ready for my ending ride
And how are you justified?
I’ve led a good life, done my best
Put many good souls here to rest
Why are you standing there
Not time to climb my final stair
No, I still have work to do
Go away, you reaper boo
Halloween is months away
Suppose I’ll see you again that day
Meanwhile I have a job that’s never done
Thanks to you, the bludgeoning one.
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