(A little Spooky-ish song/poem I wrote, in the Spirit of Halloween. Lyrics Below.)

“I wrote this song last Halloween, About my wife and Gasoline,  and how I think that she was cheating on me,

She loved that Gas much more than me,  She poured it from her head to knee,

And then asked me “Babe? Would you light this match for me?”

I begged her babe don’t take your life, I walked out the room and I shut the lights,

And I told her “Honey, you just need to get some sleep.”

When I got home from work that day, I hoped and prayed she’d ran away, But unfortunately when you’re Ash you’re there to stay.

I ran away and I fled the seen, I didn’t want the cops to try blaming me,

Had to find a place where I could live namelessly, I ran and ran straight through the dark,

Back alleyways and Central Park, but nothing, oh how nothing seemed good to me!

I walked the streets withought noticing that something had been following, My footseps as I took them cautiously,

It was the Ashes of my Wife, the same girl that just had her life, straight taken away by a can of gasoline,

Her Ashes chased me high and low, there was no place for this guy to go,

“Babe please just leave me, even though I miss you so!”

Her Ashes stopped and I relaxed, right on the ground they formed a batch,

And spelled out the words “Why didn’t you light the match?”

“Oh Babe there was no way I could! I loved you right, and I loved you good!  Why would you ask that terrible deed from me?”

And then she spelled out one last thing, my heart immediately filled with shame,

It was the name of a fine young dame, that I had recently claimed.

…and then I woke up.”