So many have made films by the score
Telling of graveyards and such ever so-
But the living know not of the dead at all
Or where they are and where they go-
They are such peaceful tranquil places
Told of often in many such a way-
And it's where every one of us are going to
But for sure not as so many of these say-
At least they've given up on U F O's
And largest creatures from the deep-
But the mind boggles of all who relish horror
And all sorts of things that of a night that creep-
They'd better be careful what they wish for
With all those vampires and the rest-
I sincerely hope they don't believe it all
Or their dreams might come true with zest-
It's really the bottom floor for film makers
And those who love horror ever so-
I often wonder if they'll rest in peace
When it's their time to go-