READ A BOOK WITH ME ON A SWING

Oasis by the shore.

Who needs anymore?

Party the night away.

The Dead know how to play.

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FLOWERS WILL BLOOM

FLOWERS WILL BLOOM

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The sun will shine again.

You will stroll with a friend.

Colorful flowers will take bloom.

Normality will be back soon.

SILVER LINING

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This is just a bump in the road.

Life can deliver us a toad.

But we must keep our hope intact.

We know this as a well-known fact,

“Every cloud has a silver lining.”

I refuse to hear any more whining.

WE’LL SHINE AGAIN

love

The stars shine each night

to ease our combined fright.

They wait for us to shine.

So, please do not pine.

We’ll make it through this hell

to ring the nightly bell.

THE HOTELS SIT EMPTY

THE HOTELS SIT EMPTY

Spring break is here.

Nothing to fear.

The hotels sit empty.

The Dead party plenty.

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WHERE HAVE THE TOURISTS GONE?

Where have the tourists gone?

They’re gone with

the setting sun

when The Dead

have their fun.

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NEED TO GET AWAY?

Come to our shore.

There are demons

and much more.

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DREAMS COME TRUE

A place where dreams come true

and fantasies come to life.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES 

READ A BOOK

Search for fun.

Search for adventure.

They can be found

in the pages of a book.

EVIL LURKS

Oasis appears serene.

I do not want to preen,

but I did say there were creatures.

At night, you won’t see their features.

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VAMPIRE

We have until

the morning light

to make it right.

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TOILET PAPER PANIC

As we pull out our hair,

there’s no paper to spare.

President says to stay calm

while he’s spreading his fake balm.

We shouldn’t clear the shelves

and think only of ourselves.

TAKE ME TO THE BALL

Take me to the ball.
In the glasshouse.
A green ball of lights.
Lit from within.
Take me to the ball.
I want to dance all night.
Until the sun rises.
And The Dead depart.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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