Things Go Bump
Phantom ceiling squeaks
impish night owl’s egg and spoon
race cancelled by ghost
thunder rolls startle
mischievous sprites in a trance.
spine-tingling plot now unfolds at lightening speed
Milky Way spins an oafish chuckle.
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