HAPPY NEW YEAR

Happy New Year 2024!

May life bring you what you most desire.

THE PERFECT TIME FOR A PARTY

 

It’s a magical night for a party.

Beautiful couples dance

between the glass statues.

Fancy gowns drape the perfect bodies.

The glasshouse shimmers in the moonlight.

The party is perfect.

A little too perfect.

THE DEAD GAME

THE PERFECT NIGHT FOR A PARTY

It’s a magical night for a party.

Beautiful couples dance

between the glass statues.

Fancy gowns drape the perfect bodies.

The glasshouse shimmers in the moonlight.

The party is perfect.

A little too perfect.

THE DEAD GAME

A TASTY TREAT

The party at End House turns deadly

when the guests become the treats

for the caged tigers.

Let the games begin!

THE DEAD GAME

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2021!

The Dead wish you a Happy New Year!

THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist

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THE CLUB

In the quaint section of Disney World,

paved with cobblestones & dreams,

The Club waits for you.

Open the door to a new world,

where the living mingles with the undead.

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THANKSGIVING WITH THE DEAD

Spend Thanksgiving with The Dead.

A little horror for the holidays.

Put on your masks & dancing shoes.

Thanksgiving will never be the same.

THE DEAD GAME

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GLASS HOUSE

 

Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

THE DEAD GAME

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TEA FOR TWO

areyou-stillawake
Banana Brain – Die Antwoord

Tea for two.

One for me.

One for you.

Mine is sweet.

Yours is not.

Some good sleep

from this old pot.

SPLENDOR IN THE GRASS

Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

THE DEAD GAME

MASKED

Who will save our town?

I stand in my gown,

gazing at the masked guests,

wondering who gives the tests.

The one who runs the evil game

and brought to our town deadly fame.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES 

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DANCE WITH ME

Dance with me until the moon hides its face,
and the sun attempts to quicken the pace.
From the sunlight vampires turn their face,
And dancers twirl to the light’s frenzied pace.

PREY FOR THE DEAD
by Susanne Leist

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CELEBRATE THE 4TH OF JULY

Celebrate the 4th of July.

Let the colorful lights fly high.

Flashing through the sky in hues

of sparkling reds, whites, and blues.

Victory is our day.

We are ready to play.

THE HOUSE OF LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass,
There will be much splendor in the grass.
A more decadent event there could not be,
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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DANCE TO THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT

Dance beneath the bright lights.

Past the lifelike statues.

Figures entombed in glass.

The dance floor grows bigger.

The music quickens its beat.

Couples twirl in circles.

The clock strikes midnight.

Let the games begin.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle

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Nook

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THE CHESHIRE CAT

 

TEA PARTY
Join my tea party.
Don’t be afraid to drink the tea.
It isn’t poisoned.
I promise.
Don’t you trust the Cheshire Cat?
I wouldn’t either.
Meow.

ALONE IN THE DARK

Source: slobbering  Who sits and waits in the darkness? There is no movement in the blackness. As still as a fox waiting to pounce, No hint of a ruffle or a flounce. A soft sigh can be heard in the air. Are those slithering snakes in her hair? Shadows shift through the circling dust As the walls trickle with blood or rust. The ghostly form stands tall to meet us. She can be the hostess to greet us. A deserted house this seems to be. She hovers over us like a tree. We stand alone in this bleak hall. There won’t be dancing at this ball. This was a silly lark. Then the candles go dark. Time to leave this creepy place. We must quicken our snail’s pace. But since this is a horror story, We will not be leaving with glory.