Irish Haunting
In the Emerald Isle
Where leprechauns reside
Banshees rule the nighttime
With horrific cries
But wandering upon this night
The air was thick with mist
I felt a tingle down my spine
As something grabbed my wrist
I turned so, in a hurry
Expecting then a face
As happiness had left my heart
With fear it was replaced
I quickly ran down, to an Inn
I shot down three big drafts
The keeper and the patrons
They could not help but laugh
For they then told the story
Of a lass that passed away
Some see her in the glen
Others hear her, they just say
But, I happened to be there
10 years to the day
In the same location
On this 15th day of May
For on that day a decade ago
Her new spouse bore a knife
And brought it down upon her
Taking away her life
They say she keeps on trying
To find that once true man
To take his life, just as he did
She now wanders o’er the land
I was so damn frightened
For that could have been me
So I am never leaving here
Cause I threw away their key
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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