Date of death: N/A
I lay here alone in this place so gloomy,
It's dark and it's cold and not very roomy.
My mind is awake, but my body is lead.
So this is what it feels like once you are dead.
Claustrophobically confined six feet under,
Chloe couldn't move and started to wonder,
"If I'm stuck down here, will I survive?"
It was then she knew she was buried alive.
Date of death: 17th March 1942, 3:33AM
Cuddles is such a nut bag
With her big red bulbous nose.
But when your beau is Schitzo
That's just how it goes.
Murdered by a clown she knew
Then painted in his image.
To forever wander by his side
The sum of a mangled visage.
Date of death: 17th March 1951
This mean little boy
With his pig pull toy
Is a prankster through and through.
He loves to annoy
And utterly destroy
And do anything considered taboo.
Some boys are made from snips and snails and puppy dog tails
But Ezekiel is much more rotten.
He is composed of all vile things disposed
And the evil that is best left forgotten.
Date of death: 31st December 1840
Fair Charlotte was a frozen corpse
And a word she no more spoke.
Her flesh had become like fine china
And just as easily broke.
Disobeying her mother's wishes, Charlotte literally skated on thin ice.
Falling through the crack beneath her feet she paid the ultimate price.
So next time you don't listen to your parents, think of the dreadful sight
Of poor little frozen Charlotte, rotting in the lonely cold winter's night.
Date of death: 15th May 1886, 11:22AM
Tessa was a tattletale
Who gossiped all she saw,
Until she got her eyes gouged out
Nerve endings and all.
After they removed her eyes
She bled a bucket of tears.
Now she haunts them every night
Exploiting all their fears.