Rats and fleas And base disease The rede of pain And loss and gain The tired, lonely Ghostly whispers Through the musty Dusty pillars of A silent outdoor Mausoleum as the Season slowly turns And red hunters moon Flares above a broken Bower, flowers dead and Wilting, a windmill Slowly tilting, Crows cry, the winds sigh The light in mill As creak, The sill creeps slowly Window wide A walking corpses' face peeks Out into the night, A Nightmare and a sight, And moans the ages into space, Who? the owl says in reply, And the wizard walks away, Another devil's day, Waving,grinning demom, Not St. Nick, But rather, another Nick indeed, Saying...
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And base disease
The rede of pain
And loss and gain
The tired, lonely
Ghostly whispers
Through the musty
Dusty pillars of
A silent outdoor
Mausoleum as the
Season slowly turns
And red hunters moon
Flares above a broken
Bower, flowers dead and
Wilting, a windmill
Slowly tilting,
Crows cry, the winds sigh
The light in mill
As creak, The sill
creeps slowly Window wide
A walking corpses' face peeks
Out into the night,
A Nightmare and a sight,
And moans the ages into space,
Who? the owl says in reply,
And the wizard walks away,
Another devil's day,
Waving,grinning demom,
Not St. Nick,
But rather, another Nick indeed,
Saying...
Happy Halloween