Midnight Madness Part 10 "Fear the Ferries Keeper"

While gazing cross the lake outside,
the moon was full and bright,
a boat came drifting to the shore
no passengers in sight.

Queer, to have an empty boat
a float, no helmsman found.
Nonetheless this craft came docking
close to shorelines ground.

I sensed an air of danger,
grabbed my pistol with spare clip.
Turned off the lights and headed down
to see the ghosts ship slip.

As I approached I noticed that
the woods were void of sound.
As if the Reaper gathered all
the souls for his grave mound.

The boat swayed slowly back and forth,
waiting just for me.
Each step I took I looked about,
approached it cautiously.

There left placed between the oars
a satchel zippered closed.
The air was heavy with the stench
of something decomposed.

I knew just then this was the work
of Midnight once again.
He has become my Albatross
just like a ball and chain.

I held my breath a gathered up
this cargo meant for me.
There it rested at my feet,
I was its destiny.

Then came the feeling from behind
that I was being studied.
I spun around to find Midnight,
his hands and clothes all bloodied.

Isnt it a perfect night
to romp and rip apart,
those whom we chose to fight and lose
each external part?

I see youve found my bowling bag.
You like the Naugahyde?
It wasnt free in fact the chap
who owned it up and died!

Midnight howled at his own joke
with swollen facial vein.
Embodiment of evil thoughts
and utterly insane.

I should shoot you here and now.
How did you find my house?
This bag had better have two heads,
one being my ex-spouse!

I didnt see it coming,
for I certainly have ducked.
Before I hit the ground I knew
Id just been f__ked.

No sense in telling Jekyll now,
hes certainly a sleeper,
that when the ferry comes ashore
you should fear the ferries keeper.