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40. Playing with William Blake Now

In the forests of the night

Something gave me quite a fright

It sat there with eyes so cold

And watched me as we both grew old.


What infernal beast are you

That watches me as you do

Sharp fangs and dark eyes

A creature worthy of being despised.


A cadence of snapping twigs and rustled leaves

Ring out under my useless pleas

But not mercy I shall receive

Though your kind smile deceives.


In the darkness of the night

A monster sits under moonlight

Watching all with eyes so mean

Watching all while being unseen.


(This came out waaay creepier than intended. Happy early Halloween, I guess!)

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