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Empty Warehouse

Date Written: October 5, 2017
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A smiley face made of chalk

Several liquids dripping;

An icy gust of wind

Something nearby ripping.

 

The clock said something

Right at midnight o'clock;

Then a shuddering sound

An ear-splitting knock knock!

 

Big hairy fist pounding

A scraping hook and a roar;

Last chance to hide

Don't answer the door!

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