
A PERFECT PLACE TO BE
A more beautiful place cannot be.
It faces the waves of the dark sea.
White sand and quiet beaches galore.
You can’t ask for anything more.
Life is perfect as can be.
Come and frolic with me.
Tourists visit from far and wide.
Oasis is Florida’s pride.
Beware when The Dead descend.
We can no longer pretend
This is a perfect place to be
As The Dead rise up from the sea.
THE DEAD GAME







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Love ya!
Jane
You through me on this one It has paradice and morbit in the tone.
It is not that I don't like it. Poetry is like painting art or snaping
a picture. The thought gets froze in place. Thank you Darryl .