Lusus Naturae Sonnet 47 (Petrarchan)
...Between the witching hour and saffron dawn,
When guileless hearts are peacefully asleep,
An evil prowls a wolf amidst the sheep,
With fangs as bloody daggers swithly drawn;
And erelong the warm...
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swithly, imaginationevil,
Form: Sonnet