Untitled poem by Kieran Holland

Long ago there was a monk
Who got himself into a funk
He lived inside a spooky castle
And found it to be such a hassle
The spooky castle caused him fear
Which caused the monk to shed a tear
Then one day while having a roast
He met the castle’s only ghost
When he met the ghost it said
“Yes I’m a ghost, yes I’m dead
But when I died I found it odd
I did not see the light of God
I did not go to a different level
I didn’t even see the devil
All I saw was this dingy keep
Now all I ever do is weep
I weep at all this merry mirth
I weep because I’m still on earth.”

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One Response to Untitled poem by Kieran Holland

  1. joshua davis says:

    love it!!!

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