Death Came for Me

10 Nov

I’m not afraid of anything

anymore.

Death came for me,

but I chased him out.

He tried to steal from me,

but I cracked him one with my baseball bat

and sent him bouncing like a ground rule double

out into the street where he found someone else.

If you see death lurking in the hall,

you tell him he better not come around here,

because I’m not afraid of him.

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