The Four Horsemen

Galloping swiftly through the night

Four ghostly figures dressed in white

Where are these horsemen heading for?

Yes you’re right to Grimney moor

Other creatures of the night

Cower in terror at the sight

Of these spectres rushing by

Glowing white against darkened sky

The hoof beats give a muffled sound

As the horses race across the ground

Their bodies caked in mud and sweat

As they are ridden faster yet

What can their dreadful mission be?

To drive them on so purposely

Of one thing you can be sure

Something nasty is in store

So if you venture out tonight

Make sure that you do not lose sight

Of somewhere safe to hide away

In case the strangers come your way

Fourhorse

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