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Post by Admin on Sept 13, 2013 12:06:34 GMT
Night Visitors!
Clock strikes twelve Lights grow faint Very cold air Rotten flesh taint The stairs creak. Chains rattle Weird voices Ghostly prattle Chairs move The table rocks Draws fly open Broken crocks Windows shake Fire goes out Taps turn on Blowflies about Doors slam Paintings fall Horrible faces In the wall It’s time to leave I get out of bed Can’t take no more Filled with dread Then fire lights up The light gets bright The clock strikes one It’s finished tonight The Ghosts are gone I can now sleep Look forward to morning And my alarm clock’s beep!
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