Wicked Imagination
Soumis par Anonymous (not verified) le 28 Septembre, 2019 - 20:42One spoonful of spook
A dash of youthful wonder
Mixed only on a midnight
Of lightning, rain, and thunder
A drop each of doom, death, and dread
An ounce of make believe
Stirred to the haunting sound
Of singing voices, barely perceived
At first - but then grown louder
'Til full, and rich, and strong
Brought forth by this concoction
The CMC delighting with song!