Sipping On Ghost Drinks

Sipping on Ghost Drinks,

Drunk On Slaughter,

Crossing Tombstone's Sheriff,

you'll go no Further.

Outlaws beware,

of facing his Wrath,

Death on a Demon's Bike,

Wheels Flaming the Path.

Sips From A Ghost Drink,

at Death Door's Brink,

In a Dead Eyes Wink,

images in a Sync Think.

Ran into a Sour Patch,

got caught in a Halt,

Met a Tomb Doom Snatch,

in a Death Match Wrought.

Got Drunk On Slaughter,

in the Tombstone Town, where:

Sheriff Ghost Rider's the Law,

& Strictly laying it Down.

When the news spread,

around the Outside Lands,

Every villain strapped up,

from the 5 Evil Clans.

A Symbiotic named Venom,

leading the Crew,

With a Vengeance Mandate,

for Deadpool's Rescue.

Aiming to bust him out,

of the jail of Tombstones,

Disguised as a Wrangler,

playing Chinese Bones.

Sipping on Ghost Drinks,

Drunk On Slaughter,

Crossing Tombstone's Sheriff,

you'll go no Further.

Outlaws beware,

of facing his Wrath,

Death on a Demon's Bike,

Wheels Flaming the Path.

Hatred's Fire Kindled,

in the Outlaw's Ears,

Deadpool was captured,

there were hardened Sneers.

From everywhere,

for Revenge they Came,

To kill the Ghost Rider,

ending his reigning Fame.

At midnight they rode in,

Hit the Town's Saloon,

Waiting for Sunrise,

to put the Sheriff in a Tomb.

Sipping on Ghost Drinks,

Drunk On Slaughter,

Crossing Tombstone's Sheriff,

you'll go no Further.

Outlaws beware,

of facing his Wrath,

Death on a Demon's Bike,

Wheels Flaming the Path.

At Dawn's crack the Outlaws,

began to Boast, saying:

'Better to be a Winner's Dog',

'Than a Loser's Ghost'.

Sheriff Ghost Rider,

come out & face Venom,

Deadpool's half Brother,

from the Town of Chisum.

The Victors are the Kings,

all others Outcast,

So don't Hide Inside,

behind a fake Skull Mask.

Sips From A Ghost Drink,

at Death Door's Brink,

In a Dead Eyes Wink,

images in a Sync Think.

Ran into a Sour Patch,

got caught in a Halt,

Met a Tomb Doom Snatch,

in a Death Match Wrought.

Got Drunk On Slaughter,

in the Tombstone Town, where:

Sheriff Ghost Rider's the Law,

& Strictly laying it Down.

The Sheriff responded,

don't you be no Fool,

Coming High Noon today,

I'm hanging Deadpool.

I'm a Dragon in the sky,

you're an Ant in the Mud,

Getting baked like Clay,

in a Puddle of Blood.

Is it Karma or Fate?,

What's the Debate?,

In Disparities Rate,

at the Wake of Relate?

Whatever happens,

like Que Sa ra, Que Sa ra,

What will be, will be,

Fa La La La La.

Sipping on Ghost Drinks,

Drunk On Slaughter,

Crossing Tombstone's Sheriff,

you'll go no Further.

Outlaws beware,

of facing his Wrath,

Death on a Demon's Bike,

Wheels Flaming the Path.

Stay Tuned for Part 3:

'Tombstone Town Showdown'