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The Halloween party needed a scare Someone said the ouija board for a dare But bad spirits came knocking Their foul language was shocking And caused many to soil their underwear... The putrid air now turned rancid and thick And to smash it you'd have needed a brick Then they all started leaving As they left they were heaving And on the rooftop laughing was Old Nick... Written 9th October 2020.
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2020
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