Sunday, 31 October 2021

Hallowe’en-2021

‘Twas the night before Gothmas, when all through the flat
Not a creature was stirring, not even a bat
Ripped stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Saint Eldritch soon would be there... ©







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