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I am a foamy silvery white
The sight of me elicits fright Roaming the halls And ripping through walls Spreading terror throughout the night I don't say, "Boo!" and float about I prefer to shatter and shout When I start scheming Mortals run screaming Terror trailing along their route At peace I remain most of the time But occasionally a thought sublime Enters my mind and I must try To make the unsuspecting cry It's in this moment I'm at my prime. The rumors fly around my land The tales they spread gross and grand Unexplained death and mutilation All of which are my creation Each new account, the flames are fanned. So enter here only if you dare Knowing my goal to startle and scare If you survive And leave alive You, too, will have a tale to share.
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