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Death impersonated pays you a visit. How do you greet him/her? Poetry or prose, 100 words max. Tag me.
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LizardBallou in Poetry & Free Verse

Don’t Fear the Reaper

They said it was a fake,

But who would dare impersonate him?

Then last week that woman got hit

Outside the theater and we saw him gently

Place her soul in his satchel.

I soon realized that

he wasn't really there to gather souls;

He was coming to watch me perform

Every single night.

Then one night,

As I left,

He approached.

You can't escape Death,

but I was going to try.

I hit a dead end,

And fell sobbing,

Until I saw a scarlet rose

In the skeletal hand

And heard the rattling voice ask,

"Wanna go to dinner?"