Sticks and stones
And scary moans
The cemetery
Scares at night
Pitch black
Dont look back
The creepy things
Will fright
As witches cackle
Snap their brooms
The cauldron bubbles
With delight
Vampires wait
To start their feast
For blood
That first bite
The wolves howl
Grit their teeth
Hungry
Under the moon light
At the cemetery
Watch yourself
Stay
Out of sight
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As someone who appreciates fiction, i find this poem very intriguing!!!
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Thank you, making me think of teenage horror days and stories. So out of touch with them now. What a simpler, care free time.
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