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Tear Of Blood That Won't Leave The Dead Eyes Of The Resurrected Of This Most Abysmal HALLOWEEN EVIL.
- Author: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 29th, 2022 00:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Please, N-Joy The Hapiest Halloween, Friends.
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 17
Comments1
Oohh, not today, thank you! lol. Rather, All Saints Day the following day - called Hallowmas. Nothing to do with creepy masses of the evil variety though!
I was just brewing some eye of toad, and leg of frog. summat like that. It don't taste too good though. Want to join me for dinner?!
I'm Already There, Fellow Wizard. lol Sounds Like A Most Delicious Conjuring From Your Eldrich Brewing Pits. I Thank U 4 Reading. Much Love & B Safe.
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