Tag: Festivities
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Poem: Halloween
Halloween Didn’t you hear the scream? It’s half past 9 or is it 9.15? I need to wake up from this nightmarish dream. Plump pumpkin’s are carved, Their flesh scooped from their core. Night has fallen upon us, Yet it’s only half past 4. A tar-like black shrouds the moon in mystery. Is…
