WHICH HIGH SCHOOL CLICHÉ WILL YOU RESURRECT.....?
What love-lost souls of lovers
Whose cry still hangs and hovers
As the hour of Hallows' eve
Unfolded in ponderous grief
With the foresight to be crowned
Their hearts forever bound
Oblivious they were
To the darkness they'd endure
Moments before coronation
They felt an ominous vibration
And as the dance floor teared
A horrendous hell appeared
Our sweethearts devoured by fire
To an end came their desire
For the King and Queen of prom
To morbid twilight now belong
And every year for Halloween
The lovers will be seen
Roused from the dead cold grounds
Off-the-charts cool!!!
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