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Night Visitor
"Night Visitor"
As the tell tale heart was beating,
I had caught myself repeating,
At the rhythms that were fleeting,
When I walked across the floor.
It was then I heard the tapping,
And the constant rap, rap, rapping,
Like dry naked bones were clapping,
When I opened up the door.
A ghost was there just staring,
With its eyes so big and glaring,
There was no way of preparing,
What stood there before my sight.
Was it here to take me souling,
In the wind so cold and blowing,
'Neath the moon so full and glowing,
On this crisp October night?
In the moments that were slipping,
I had felt my heart skip-skipping,
Through the knob that I was gripping,
I was frightened to the core.
Then there came the errie laughter,
And I knew what it was after,
When its shouts had shook the rafter,
TRICK or TREAT and nothing more.
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