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In the darkest hours of the night The old house was filled with hush Heavy rain splashed in moonlight and a fox sheltered under a bush Thunder clouds stalked overhead Crashes and flashes of lightning The old man sat upright in his bed Each of his senses heightening The wind groaned with mournful unrest Thunder boomed like a kettle drum Shadows loomed over the man so stressed His eyes darting, his body numb The brass door knocker rapped slowly KNOCK ... KNOCK ... KNOCK Fear suddenly gripped the old man wholly Then rang the twelve chimes of the clock As he began to chant "please leave me alone" The door knocker rapped three more times Electric shocks ran the length of his back bone There was no escape from the clocks chimes The portraits on the wall made their demand He could not look into any of their eyes Remorsefully he obeyed their command Getting dressed to avoid his demise
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
Monsters (part 1)
In the darkest hours of the night The old house was filled with hush Heavy rain splashed in moonlight and a fox sheltered under a bush Thunder clouds stalked overhead Crashes and flashes of lightning The old man sat upright in his bed Each of his senses heightening The wind groaned with mournful unrest Thunder boomed like a kettle drum Shadows loomed over the man so stressed His eyes darting, his body numb The brass door knocker rapped slowly KNOCK ... KNOCK ... KNOCK Fear suddenly gripped the old man wholly Then rang the twelve chimes of the clock As he began to chant "please leave me alone" The door knocker rapped three more times Electric shocks ran the length of his back bone There was no escape from the clocks chimes The portraits on the wall made their demand He could not look into any of their eyes Remorsefully he obeyed their command Getting dressed to avoid his demise
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
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