Lurking about

It went quick that day star

Long into the night winds

Of howls and whispering whistles

Shrieking over and through the ear drum

And then the house appeared

Through the tree branches

So run you did as quick as possible

To the bed I go and under the covers

To rest my head my lingering soul

There is no more so off I go

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