Poem 11~ Beware

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When the sky fades to black

and the moon comes out

beware of the witches

who feed on the stars.

They'll hunt 'till the dawn

and watch 'till the light.

The witches will call you

but don't answer their songs

or you too, will end up a creature of the night. 


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