Not Gone

Somewhere in Denmark
Resides a cave
Where those thought to be dead
Live out their lives,

Where Elvis and dinosaurs
Frolic and play
With Erik the Red
And all of his wives.

But most of the caves
Is filled with Red Shirts
And half of the cast
Of “Game of Thrones,”

Along with unknown soldiers,
Shakespearean folk,
And all of the Jedi
Killed by the clones.

The cave’s getting crowded,
So Danes be aware
Of the incoming march
Of the shower-drain hair.

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