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About This Poem
Demons Lurk
Demons lurk
Flying high into the air
Spreading their wings
They follow demonic code
To frighten all who walk alone
They try to posses
The lost and unwary
Taking them alive
They create evil
Within the stray pumpkins
That just lay about
Making them frightening
Forming dark Jack-O-Lanterns
Demons will ruin
Through the eyes of a pumpkin
Any person’s evening
Russell Sivey
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