What haunted the old mine? The Foureyed Poet.
What brushed by me that cold night
has haunted my life ever since
was it man beast or unknown origin
exploring a shutdown mine
something held my arm for sure
it chilled me to the core!
Then worked for a mining company
checking out a report of noises
from within the blocked entrance
that was still sealed tight
native workers would not go near
cowering frozen with fear!
One brave soul came to the site
remember being really scared
with a crow bar forced the planks
blocking our way in
soon the entrance was revealed
should have stayed sealed!
A terrible pain and a deathly chill
surged through my body
as if touched by something within
upon my exposed arm
sure there was activity in the dark
on my skin a burn mark!
Overwhelmed in terror made my exit
running like a jabbering wreck
past the frightened natives a coward
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