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A Halloween Sonnet...

Shall I compare thee to an autumn's night
Thou art more scary and more horrible
Rough winds do shake thy bony might
And reaper's grasp hath all too firm a bite
But sometimes too hot the eye of hellgate burns
And often is he firey furnance sear
But every naughty girl and boy beware
The monster under bed doth creep and snear
For shrill and gasp make courage whither way
To turn the flesh to shiver'd, erect hair
A-gast, a shriek, thy fever'd pitch doth scream
Awake! Tis morn, and only but a dream.


Trick or treat, friends. Miss you and love you all.