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Midnight Moonlight Cemetery Tour

 

The bus stopped in front of the cemetery gates
And us guests right away felt a chill in the air
As the tour guide all dressed in black waited
With a lantern that barely gave a flickering flare

The tour guide wore a cloak covering her face
She gave creepy and weird vibes all around
But that’s the experience we had paid for
As we stepped into the dark cemetery grounds

The eight of us walked through the graveyard
Deeper into a dimness that had no depth
The midnight moonlight seemed so pale
As the air got colder I could see my breath

I broke the silence and asked “Is anyone cold?”
And when I turned around one person was gone
The rest of us looked at each other amused
I guess some were too scared to make it till dawn

Our tour guide walked us passing many graves
Through a maze of mausoleums and tombs
The lantern barely gave light it felt like quite a fright
As our shadows seemed to drag with gloom

We came to a deserted crypt hidden by trees
I didn’t even think we were on cemetery land
Two guys next to me started shaking so bad
One of them said “fuck it, I’m out” turned and ran

We arrived at the entrance of the old catacomb
And it seemed like it would go underground
“I can’t do this” a woman told her boyfriend
So they both walked away going back to town

My wife held my hand so tight I lost all feeling
It was just her and I and the tour mysterious guide
Then she said “this shit is too scary” and left
But I continued by some foolish delirious pride

It was just me and the woman in the long dark cloak
I felt a chill up and down my spine right into my bones
Everyone backed away and now I was the only left
Because I wanted to prove that I had the stones

And yet amidst the shadows I began to see eyes
Glowing faintly in the depths of the dark crypt
As the tour guide began to laugh softly and eerily
And all I could think was “is this shit part of the script?”

Then I began to hear whispers and strange murmurs
As the lantern’s light began to complete fade away
Then the tour guide’s face began to reveal herself
Dimming into complete darkness showing her decay
Author's Note
For the Midnight weirdness comp
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