Creepy creatures crawl down my back.
Horror and fear. Shadows in the dark.
A brilliant flash - which goes out stark.
A puff of smoke. I started to choke ¡K
Then I awoke!
I thought I'd start screaming,
But I'd only been dreaming.
I opened my eyes, but was very surprised
I couldn't close them. I was paralysed.
I couldn't move. I could only lie
Stiff as a board, unable to cry.
I couldn't budge. I couldn't shout.
I tried and tried, and then blacked out.
I woke to hear the ticking clock
And then at the door, a steady knock.
The landlady entered the room at last.
When she saw me, she simply gasped.
She called the doctor without delay,
Knowing I needed help right away.
The doctor stood beside my bed.
He looked at me and shook his head.
Shocked, I heard what the doctor said.
"My God" I thought. "He thinks I'm dead!"
Couldn't they see? Couldn't they tell?
I'll be buried alive. Bloody hell!
Oh, horror! Smothered to death in a coffin.
I remember the nightmares I've had so often.
Now in my grave, with my half-eaten head
At last I realise I really am dead.