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2016 HALLOWEEN MESSAGE
Out of what crate he crawls, I cannot tell.
But every night I see the rubbery things
Black/Red, Old, and Slender, with membranous red nose and hair.
The look that bears the bifid barb of hell.
It comes with legions on the north wind's swell,
Obscene gloved hands that titillate and sting.
Snatching me off and dragging me into
his crate on yet another monstrous voyage
back to his world hidden deep in nightmare's hell.
-- SCAMP, "Crate-Klown"
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