NOTE: a short informal rhyme, i wrote this on Haloween in 2016
there are more Halloween themes out there than i can find out,
people with scary faces are walking off into the night, throughout.
I'm left at my gaff with nowt, but some sprouts and one last snout,
banked left and right, i made it back in bed, like a crazy mad lout.
if only had i not been sick right at this little bout,
i wouldn't have to stay in bed once again, like i know how.
- Author: noobically_sane ( Offline)
- Published: January 3rd, 2017 14:56
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 24
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