Skeletons Poem by Rich Reitz

I am just a pile of bones.
I died in late September.
Calcium that no one owns.
My name? I can't remember.

Skeletons are deadly serious.
That's what some have said.
But that's a lie; that's just not us.
We're seriously dead!

I will try to kill the rumor
With my favorite Halloween joke
That skeletons have no sense of humor.
You may laugh- but please don't choke!

Why didn't the skeleton cross the road
Full of bumps and ruts?
He didn't cross the road because...
He didn't have the guts!