The Phantom 13 2 comments

Monday, October 15th 2007, by Marissa A Spencer pic from [link] I write a Halloween poem every year. Hope you enjoy it. Just fixed the typo lol The Phantom 13 Number 13 hissed and whined A haunted train on a haunted line A ghostly freight of ghoulish goods Traveling through the endless woods. Pale passengers watch from silent seats Ghoulish eyes on spooky sheets They wait for the tunnel up ahead The station stop for the recent dead The engineer gives the horn a blast A master of the future and the past He controls who may disembark Pulls the brakes and the wheels spark The tunnel looms in gloom and dread A getting-off place for all the dead The engineer waves his skeleton hand The sheets all rise at his command They float with googly eyes a-popping Their legless sheets moaning and flopping Another night on the Phantom Express The engineer grins at his specter guests Placing his hat on his bony head He hears distant murmurs of the dead He has more stops and tunnels yet To pay his penance and fulfill his debt Number 13 hissed and whined A haunted train on a haunted line A ghostly freight of ghoulish goods Traveling through the endless woods. © October 14, 2007 Marissa A Spencer

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