Mysterious, Mysterious

I wrote this around two years ago :P

Oh, that deep dark hole,

It must be very full

Of skeletons and skulls

And maybe ship hulls.

 

Mysterious,

Mysterious;

I must steer clear

For it looks quite queer.

 

Full of fear,

I steer clear.

Oh, mysterious trench

You do have a stench.

 

The horrid smell of rotting bones

As I step I slip on stones.

Mysterious.  Just falling.

Please just quit stalling.

 

My death,

Without breath.

Mysterious,

Mysterious.

Reviews

[patricia]

This is realy good, a peep into the unknown. Thanks.