Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The Story Of G. Reaper The story of G. Reaper is one to keep To tell little kiddies before they sleep And how it may sound horrible to the norms ear You must listen to all there is to hear A babe girl born one day Her mother and father pushed her away Brushed aside from her clan Crying hoping to leave without a plan Admits her Thirteenth birthday She had a plan to take her life away A troublesome teen she was at that For she was depressed and had teeth like a bat She hung from the gallows one All Hallows Eve That surely made her parents believe Into the dark she fall Where cockroaches and demons crawl She came to The Grim Reaper, (insert chuckle) that’s me “Mr. Reaper?” she said to thee “What may I do to service you, oh king of the dead?” I looked around and scratched my head “Dear child, you have come to thee seeking importance and immortality I can not say that I can give you these But if you stay I could make you my daughter if you please?” She filled with joy Like a baby with a new toy “A family of my own one that will love me and I could take the thrown” (insert chuckle) She grew lovely each day beautiful in every single way With hair the color ebony And skin as white as ivory She was the princess of the Underworld Two years passed now Fifteen and she was as pretty as I would allow Her fierce green eyes pierced a hole right through me And though I didn’t see it then and you might not see it now But she was more powerful than thee Though the day had come when she set off into the cold world to help the dead “Now Child don’t worry your pretty little head. You’ll be just fine Oh you don’t have a sithe. Here have mine” “This ring will protect your life. Your immortality is buried in this trinket Don’t loose it and keep it a secret I let her go to the land of the living Hoping that they would be more forgiving Months passed and no word from G. Reaper But hushed stories of a woman who was creepier I worried day and night I hoped that everything went alright When news came one day And all my worries just floated away Seeing orbs of light filled my room From the darkened night She sat there on her horses back Behind a tall hay stack Her hand brushing the horses mane She looked as if she was in pain Her sithe held close to her body Her hair all tangled and knotty “What happened my dear daughter?” I pleaded aloud My eyes started to cloud “I’m alright father of mine I just ran into some men with too much wine” I let out a sigh And she started to cry “I have failed father For I am lost. Oh gees I am such a bother For this must cost” I consoled her easily for she had no right to cry For she was the apple in her father’s crystal eye Many souls she did now keep But her ring was broken and bleak When she returned to me I hugged her so tightly “My daughter home at last” “Yes simply put it, I had a blast” We laughed and smiled through the night Early enough to see dawn’s first light The Underworld was her’s to rule Hers were all the little monsters and ghouls That’s the end of my tale I hope that you have listened well For this story is my favorite to tell ~Kogasgirl4ever~

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