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Hobgoblins know the proper way to dance:
Arms akimbo, loopy legs askew,
Leaping into darkness with delight,
Lusting for the ecstasy of fright,
Open to the charm of horrors new.
Well may you start your screaming in advance,
Even as you give a ghoul a chance,
Each creepy creature craving to say, “Boo!”,
Near heaven in its netherworld of night.

Before I ask y’all, please understand,
Even as I come from way down South,
My heart is more loquacious than my mouth,
Yearning like a wave for your smooth sand.
Very few down here will show their hand,
Aching like a riverbed for rain,
Lying like a platitude in pain,
Each chili inside, outside baked beans bland.
Now here down South it ain’t [...]

I love you & etc.
As I have never loved.
You are the one, of all so far,
That I’m most certain of.
I’ll do anything, etc.,
To keep your cool green eyes,
And make you smile that golden smile,
And still your lonely sighs.
You’re the greatest & etc.
Guy I’ve ever met.
Right now you are my heart and soul,
Etcetera & etcet.

Once I’m in my bubble bath
I like to stir up more.
Half the suds go in my eyes
And half go on the floor.
The fun is in the bubbles ’cause
They giggle on my skin,
And when I stick them on my face
They dangle from my chin.
And when I splash them hard enough
They pop and disappear,
And then my bath [...]

My mother loves her animals and me;
And, of course, my sister’s* in there, too.
She shows her love quite unmistakably:
She pets us all, no matter where or who.
I haven’t sprouted yet a bushy tail,
Nor has my sister* grown a toothy snout;
But I sometimes feel a dog in such detail
I pant and bark and scurry all about.
But [...]