Poem -
Melody of the Cloaked Skull
Mandolin and cloak,
Hidden in smoke,
Stalking whom I please,
Lost in the night time breeze,
Alone in the branches playing my song,
Waiting patiently for death to come along,
Here he comes at last, with victims all a fresh,
Soon I will appear and take their last breath.
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