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wrap your big black bat wings around the trick-or-treat golly!
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and look inside the ancient amber sweet-on-a-stick here's the grinning skeleton billy boy dancing his morbid jiggle jig his funny bone vibrating verily his ghost 2012 warts away whispering scraps of secrets to a whittled oak witch who doesn't yet understand how to see with leaves and the beautiful underbelly of the world grumbles and the pumpkin seeds shiver waiting to erupt orange faces shouting of a once-common conscious community and here's the black fat mat cat 7 years good luck per whisker the owl says hoo are you tonight, you almost understand |
  
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