Spooky Sisters
The clarion call, are coming down the stairs.
Holding specters and beholding stares
to the spooky sisters,
They are the only heirs
The spooky sisters of the square tables
In showing love the aren't able
With dice and cards they gamble
Beware of them is no fable
To behold what graceful image they carry
Even in their deepest rage
Elegance and pride is their only carriage
No matter the time, year or age
Brining an end to the spooky tales
They demand fate and praise
They deserve glory
whatever they've done
They are never sorry.
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