Scared but bared.
The sight of fright.
Just one bite.
Could end the night.
The light so bright.
The height of the moon.
Calling down upon all goons.
You could smell the fumes.
Just starting to bloom.
Of the golden flower.
That has the power.
To bring back the hour.
Of the nights cool shower.
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Puisibe careful reading, this is real serious poems of things that actually happened to me, maybe some are exaggerated for effect on readers, please enjoy and this is a TRIGGER WARNING
