[ CA ] End Of Day(s ..... And Their Evil Dead Ways)

      
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,      
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,      
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,      
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.      
~ Thomas Gray "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard"      
     
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day      
Ghoulish wights glare from hidey holes chillingly      
My chainsaw and boomstick readied to slay      
Deadite's Army of Darkness in mass killing spree      
     
"Let's rock'n'roll," I arrogantly say      
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea      
Necrotic slumber o'er, they lumber my way      
Smell of death and decay wafting o'er me        
     
Cunning? Plain chicken in my Olds Delta Eighty-Eigh-      
*thud* gunning gas pedal, lead footed, intensely      
The plowman homeward plods his weary way      
Putrid bodies exploding, I plowed the road free      
     
Sped like a bat out of hell, for which no one prayed        
Abandoned *thump* by Jesus Christ! everything holy      
God fled this era of witchcraft while I fucking stayed?!      
and leaves the world to darkness and to me