The Rhythm of Death
The death boy strummed a haunted chord,
While demons cheered—they weren’t bored.
A cat with mischief in its eyes,
Chased his tail, with devilish ties.
A cactus swayed to every beat,
Dancing wildly on spiky feet.
Through all the chaos, he played on,
Rocking 'til the break of dawn!
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