I hunted for the sources
Of ghosts in the town
Found them at the library
Three to go around
With Bea, there's the graveyard
To seek out you-know-whom
But we find the spot
of Little Joe's tomb
Next up with Gregg,
The historical society
A maze of elevators
And a lot of anxiety
Finally with Angus,
We go to the park
And learn of his past,
It is very dark.
To find out who did it
I need to know most
I search for that being,
I search for the ghost.
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Night In The Woods: Possum Springs Poetry
PoetryA few poems centered around Night in the Woods. THIS IS SPOILER HEAVY, SO IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAYED THE GAME, PLAY IT NOW. but if you just don't care and want to know what the fuss is about, that's fine.
