Poem: The Witching Hour

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Just a little something I came up with last night when I couldn't sleep.

They call midnight the Witching Hour.

When the birds and the bees

Scurry up to their trees

And you're never the same again.

They call midnight the Witching Hour

When the warlocks fly

And the giants topple

When rats scurry

And bears rumble

And you're never the same again.

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