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Tonight is the night
for really strange sights; for ghosts and witches; all things to give us frights! They’re prowling the dark with menacing growls. Sometimes the werewolves will make spine-chilling howls. They creep on porches. come right to your door. Scary visages, forever they want more. Always they’re hungry. They’re begging to feed to satisfy cravings, and to satisfy need. It is the one night they’re looking to eat all of the candy from trick or treat! 20 lines
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