Trick, not Treat

August 21, 2008
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The ghouls lined up
In an innocent straight line
I grabbed my candy cup
While wishing to resign

I opened the door
And beheld silence complete
That which had been here before,
I wasn't able to greet

I stuck out my head
And looked left and right
It appears these ghouls have fled
Maybe I gave them a fright

And as I turned inside to retire to bed,
A ghoul's cleaver came down on my head.





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