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The Witching Hour

the moon is full and the night begins
as creatures come out of the tower
feeding on moonlight sin after sin
before the witching hour

vampyres prey on the blood of the weak
and werewolfs hunt with their power
the boogy man waits under your bed
prepared for the witching hour

scared and alone you pray and pray
wilting just like a dead flower
but the call of the wild is deafening
approaching the witching hour

you peek from your covers in the dark
two bright red eyes at you glower
you try to scream but you make no sound
now is the witching hour

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  • Luckintheshadows
    July 7, 2008

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    I love this! I love the way you continue the same rhyme throughout the poem...i like all the creatures you incorporate, each given their own place...marvelous! thanks for sharing, and for entering my contest,

    Luck.

  • Hovels 2
    July 5, 2008
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    Haha you and your fairy tale poetry with some sex.