Pedromeda.1910
  Junior Member

The Hook Man

On the day of terrors, T’was a dark, stormy night, For terror and fear,
Were nye to take flight.
In a haunted house, so dark and drear, A small girl shook with fear,
She lay whimpering, dirt to her shin, As the light outside grew oh so dim.
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– by Pedro Henrique da Cruz Meda