Everything Deadly Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Everything Deadly



I dug your grave,
before you were dead.
In case we get lucky,
and you die instead.

It just a matter,
of time you see.
Until you and your grave,
are happy as can be.

I'll be right here,
keeping it ready.
When you're around,
everything is deadly.

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