Spooky things
Ghosts and withches flying
Pumpkins laughing
Black cats prowlig
Monsters and ghouls lying
In wait for you
Dark and spooky shadows
Haunted feelings
Wierd erie noises
On this evening
Of Halloween
Spooky things
Ghosts and withches flying
Pumpkins laughing
Black cats prowlig
Monsters and ghouls lying
In wait for you
Dark and spooky shadows
Haunted feelings
Wierd erie noises
On this evening
Of Halloween
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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