Headless Horseman

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T’was without a head
Most likely dead
Upon a horse he sat

Throughout the town
He’d go round
Chasing children no head nor hat

His horse was black
Headless upon its back
Dark as midnight sin

Red eyes a glow
Flames his nostrils did blow
Hell’s beast a true kin

Come out to ride
On one special night to bide
Collecting naughty children

He’d ride through the town
Going to and fro, up and down
Snatching up brats for his cauldron

Oh mothers would cry
And fathers would try
For their naughty offspring to bring back

But the horseman would come
A face he’d wear that would chill some
For upon his shoulders, was the head the child would now lack

So be good dear children on this night
Or be prepared for an awful fright
A horseman without a head will come your way

But if you’re good
As you well should
Candy you’ll receive and home you’ll stay

This originally was for a dVerse prompt but this took too long. Originally I started it and didn’t know where I was going with it, then I didn’t like the direction it was going and then finally went with it and here it is. Enjoy!


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