Death's Fare
He woke up in the night
Something had given him quite a fright
Drew the bed sheet to his chin
Shivers coming from within
All alone in a big white room
And suddenly out of the gloom
Came a figure dressed in white
But it simply turned on the light
Came over to his bed
Checked his pulse then his head
And said:
You called out in your sleep
I worried I put you under too deep
Good thing I came too
It was almost too much for you
Least now I know this has failed
I won't let what's inside you prevail
Tomorrow again we'll try
It's not yet time to say goodbye
Until then take care
Death will not be claiming his fare.
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