‘Til Death Do Us Part

As she rose from her grave at the Midnight fall,
The wicked flowers danced as the shadows grew tall.
Her ghostly hands caressed a flower's petal,
And as the clock struck midnight, the wind began to settle.
She danced around the graveyard with the flower in hand,
When suddenly a gentleman walked toward her, asking to dance.
Her dress moved swiftly as they moved across the yard,
Spinning her around, he thought, "This isn't so hard."
As the sun arose, they took a bow.
Laying in their graves, they looked up at the clouds.
As people mourned their losses, a girl arrived.
The place looked deadly, as if it need to be revived.
But then she stumbled upon a grave,
And read aloud what was saved,
"Though love will live on through life,
I now pronounce you Husband and Wife."

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