Friday, August 15, 2025

White Rabbit Story: August 2025

 Not Us 

 

One does not need a house to be haunted. 

A loaded gun doesn’t mean you’ll be shot. 

Red on the blade isn’t always fresh. 

Sometimes decay won’t give way to rot. 

 

We’re not all in this together. 

Neither are we suffering alone. 

I am never happier than when I’m hurting. 

My favourite hobby is sawing through bone. 

 

So follow me down this one-way street 

Where we’ll swim in a lake of wine. 

My devils will dance about your feet. 

My pearls will destroy your swine. 

 

What is a house without a haunt? 

Why does an empty gun smoke? 

Even a blunt knife will carve a wound. 

Our decay is the final, funniest joke. 

 

 

 

© Gary McMahon 

August 2025 

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