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Jun 2013
Ghosts are peeling from the wallpaper
And skeletons are rattling in the walls
The fireplace is burning bright
And we can hear it all

As cats call to the night fellows
And dogs cry to the moon
The forest speaks its nonsense
And I can't help but swoon

Through the ghosts
The skeletons
And the creatures of the dark
Night time is here, my dear
Let's wallow
For a start
M Clement
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M Clement  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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