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Oct 2016
hooded bats did fly
across the moon's shining face
making eerie shadows

every now and then
they'd let out a piercing screech
which chilled the spine

on Halloween night
these evil creatures frighten
all of our senses
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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