I do not like the old man much
who preaches from the grave and such
who brings the news of wriggly worms
and damsels damned by written words.
I do not like his hidden ways
the way he always wants to haze
then raze the ones who don’t behave
to brings us all back to the cave.
I only wish that he’d shut up
its not nice for ghosts to interrupt
while we throw flowers on his tomb
and worry over our own damned wombs.