Graveyard shenanigans

In the moonlights glow, i stand on my best,
When sleep-deprived pals, sway like they are on
repeat,
My supervisors antics, a true comic delight.
With a twirl and a jig, hes a sight in the night,
" Hey look at me, im a guard on the run"
He slips on a banana, oh isnt this fun.
Like im the lone girl, keeping watch like a queen,
In a sea of tired faces,
I reign serene.
But when we work thirteen hours, we all start to crackle.
The midnight snacks whisper,
"Come join us, relax"
Securities finest,
More like parade!
As dawn approaches, we are all a giggle mess,
In the night shift circus,
We're blessed i confess!
For in the chaos of guarding,
We find our own cheer.
Who knew that night guarding,
Could be such a riotous affair?!

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Comments
A poem with its fair share of ghouls. Sounds like a monster mash