Headless horseman

T’was without a headMost likely deadUpon a horse he satThroughout the townHe’d go roundChasing children no head nor hatHis horse was blackHeadless upon its backDark as midnight sinRed eyes a glowFlames his nostrils did blowHell’s beast a true kinCome out to rideOn one special night to bideCollecting naughty childrenHe’d ride through the townGoing to andContinue reading “Headless Horseman”