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Halloween!  Here's a poem I am composing at work with a brain sugar attack!  Careful, it rhymes!  All exclamation points!

the house at the end of the street

where willow trees harken,

I saw

a lane darken

,

oh mother

save

us from the grave

us,

and give oh give kindness,

for

in a us a blindness,

to all that would

falter and sway.

danger be had, oh Sir

Galahad,

you wear out the

vestige of prestige

and

take us to unknowing

river

towards river flowing.

we must be ghouls

and

take off the spools

of hallow

and arch and dismay.

for in us a wish

to be

fresh from a kiss

of the mummy, the corpse, and the day.