LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Friday, March 14, 2025
WHEN THE MOON HIDES
When the great, full moon disappears, the great spirits, get all, jolly,
Those venturing out that night, often find that venture, folly,
Monsters dance over hills,
Ghouls eat flesh for thrills,
Cruel ghosts, inhabit hosts, like a toy train, Teddy bear, or dolly.
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