Working on some Halloween poems. I usually listen to them on the immersed reader on One Note Microsoft seems to have redacted this feature.
Crazy Coven:
Bellowed and yelped did the yellow conjurer into the hollow hallow
Ripe is tripe cried the augurer while aligning amethyst.
Sample the scrapple screamed the sorcerer to the starving sprite.
Limp is the nippy night whooped the nymph with a limp.
Malt slurred the sorcerer sauced as a salty sot.
Dowsing was the babbling dryad for deranged demons.
Taught is the thought of knots roared the thaumaturge.
Ogled the eclectic manifestations did elf at the coven through the mortise.
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Feel free to reply to any comment by clicking the "Reply" button.Spooks of meaning haunt my fevered brain
demons of demented thought twist in the pyre
of dark hinted meaning
in this goosy night of witch brew
which blew my sense of reality
into this dance of demons & goblins
the horror of it
Give me more witch brew to forget
or maybe remember my senses
Remiforce
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