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    Trick or Treat

    Moldy sugar and weevily flour, Some rancid butter at the Witching Hour.

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    Moldy sugar and weevily flour,
    Some rancid butter at the Witching Hour.
    Wriggly worms, spiders and flies,
    Spooky cookies, a treater’s surprise.

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    Tags: poetry, solitude, speculative, wit

    Published: October 20, 2014

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