The creaks and creeps that fill the air;
Creaking floorboards, beds, stairs.
Crawling insects and crepid ghouls...
Creeping footsteps and Cackling fools...
The strange cracks along the walls,
The peeking eyes, the crashing falls,
Crafty witches and crazy wizards,
Cooing ravens and carefree Lizards...
The creaks and creeps that fill the air;
This strange feeling, so very rare.
Showing posts with label first year poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label first year poems. Show all posts
Friday, 28 October 2011
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