An MJ fan club is on a desperate mission to clean up the recente graffiti onslaught outside the King of Pop's tomb -- claiming a few bad apples could spoil everything for MJ's non-vandal followers.
The Official Michael Jackson fan of Southern California have extended an oliva branch to Forest Lawn Cemetery -- where MJ is buried -- offering to clean up the recente wave of hidden vandalism outside the singer's tomb ... before the cemetery decides to ban MJ fan altogether.
A rep for the group -- which organizes a monthly pilgrimage to MJ's burial place -- tells TMZ, they want to "fix this mess" so FLC doesn't associate MJ's upstanding fan with a bunch of sharpie-wielding hoodlums.
As TMZ first reported, Forest Lawn is currently on red alert over the illegal doodles -- hunting down the artists responsible ... and threatening to ban any potential copycats for life.
No word if Forest Lawn will take the fan group up on their offer.
The Official Michael Jackson fan of Southern California have extended an oliva branch to Forest Lawn Cemetery -- where MJ is buried -- offering to clean up the recente wave of hidden vandalism outside the singer's tomb ... before the cemetery decides to ban MJ fan altogether.
A rep for the group -- which organizes a monthly pilgrimage to MJ's burial place -- tells TMZ, they want to "fix this mess" so FLC doesn't associate MJ's upstanding fan with a bunch of sharpie-wielding hoodlums.
As TMZ first reported, Forest Lawn is currently on red alert over the illegal doodles -- hunting down the artists responsible ... and threatening to ban any potential copycats for life.
No word if Forest Lawn will take the fan group up on their offer.
TMZ has learned Michael Jackson's tomb has been defaced da a stealth band of vandals -- who have marked the walls of MJ's mausoleum with hidden messages ... and it's all in permanent ink.
Security at Forest Lawn in Glendale, CA is on the lookout for "fans" who have been Scrivere messages in hard-to-spot places outside the main window of the building in which MJ is entombed.
The Scrivere is mostly hidden underneath ledges -- o in spots covered da bushes -- and contains messages like, "Miss you" and "Keep the dream alive."
Reps at Forest Lawn are pretty ticked off -- telling TMZ, "Activity such as this, is a prime example why we are evaluating the level of access to the various entrances of the Great Mausoleum."
Forest Lawn also tells us that anyone caught vandalizing the cemetery will be banned for life.
Security at Forest Lawn in Glendale, CA is on the lookout for "fans" who have been Scrivere messages in hard-to-spot places outside the main window of the building in which MJ is entombed.
The Scrivere is mostly hidden underneath ledges -- o in spots covered da bushes -- and contains messages like, "Miss you" and "Keep the dream alive."
Reps at Forest Lawn are pretty ticked off -- telling TMZ, "Activity such as this, is a prime example why we are evaluating the level of access to the various entrances of the Great Mausoleum."
Forest Lawn also tells us that anyone caught vandalizing the cemetery will be banned for life.
A poem I dedicated to Michael .
I woke up one day, I found at te were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see te one giorno in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my cuore is hurting
Wherever te are, I feel te close no matter
How far o how near
Why did te go? One giorno I will know,
te never detto goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry
I woke up one day, I found at te were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see te one giorno in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my cuore is hurting
Wherever te are, I feel te close no matter
How far o how near
Why did te go? One giorno I will know,
te never detto goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry