The Undead Minder

He wonders through the grave yard,
He doesn't mourn a soul-
He is the undead minder
He's there to charge the tole.
Know one can see him floating,
He conducts the dead,
He's an apparition,
A bad dream in your head.
He's been called by many names,
Grim reaper, Satan, death.
One day he'll come and find you,
Are you finished with your life yet?
He cannot leave his grave yard,
Until the job is done,
He longs to go hunting
He want to have some fun,
For now he reads the tome stones,
Waiting for the day
When he can leave his graveyard-
Then he will come your way.

Accidentally deleted this before...... Back up sorry x