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THE MUMMY

Airless in the gloom

He arose at the appointed hour

Working his way

Through mounds of clay

And dirt held still

For a thousand years

Through his fetid wrap

Crumbling with decay

Shone eyes like burning coals

These beacons of wrath

Drew the Night Messenger

Towards the sleepy town

Where destiny awaited them

Author's Notes/Comments: 

If you are a movie buff, this one is sort of "The Mummy" meets "Night of the Living Dead."

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last updated 12 October 2010 - 4:55am
©1 December 2001 - 7:34pm — terry
2 December 2001 - 7:34pm — Melvin Lee II (not verified)
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Smilesz. Great imagination, Terry... I love both shows..but perhaps the Mummy comes up tops. Esp its sequel..Smilesz. Take caree...