Come and seat with me beneath this tree
Let me tell you a story or maybe three— of ghosts, ghouls, and banshees
All things that will make you scream!

Guard your heart and steel your nerves
Pay attention to each verse
We will travel far off to faraway lands
Of towering mountains and blistering sands.

Oh reader, why do you wait?
Please do not be afraid
It's a labour of love for which I bled
I present to you, “The Dead Un-dead.”

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