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The Scary tarantula
Nikhil Parekh
The ambience was moistened with sweat and fresh rain, darkness prevailed at all quarters, soft car seat was reclined to full angularity, cluster...Rate it:

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Yaksha the Great
Friend of Yakshsa
times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and aRate it:

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Worthless Sale
Abinash Parajuli
a cactus hooked round his head Never find death scary, scary like hooks round your head But when yoRate it:

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Brenden Pettingill
so much to offer. Offering your talents is a scary thing. It means opening yourself up to a world tRate it:

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Friend of Yakshsa
if anybody crosses us. Oh, a, that was really scary. Maybe you don't mine me saying. If that doRate it:

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Kishore Karunakaran = big
Dylan G
Kishore is big, so very scary Burly and strong, but still like a teddy. Off from his feet, and took to the sky Lifted our hearts, Oh what a guy! ...Rate it:

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Abinash Parajuli
crescent moon bleeding to the stars A naked tree scary as when the wind Howls into its bones RuthleRate it:

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Rudyard Kipling
frills! O the oont, O the oont, O the hairy scary oont! A-trippin' over tent-ropes when weRate it:

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Street Circus
Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
over our lot, Despondently howls the bow… The scary sprite has captured a tiny tot, With cranberry Rate it:

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The Fall
Kurt P Behm
where others won’t play At the edge of the scary unknown The chess board on fire, as the RusRate it:

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The Wreck Of Rivermouth
John Greenleaf Whittier
cursed,' said the skipper; 'speak her fair: I'm scary always to see her shake Her wicked head, withRate it:

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Welcoming arms
Raina Nicole
and bad memories that you carry. I know it's scary. Again here is my hand we must escape this land.Rate it:

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You walk, and look like me
Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
think that this is a grave, That I will appear,scary... I myself loved too much To laugh, when I sRate it:

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