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 At Near Mudnight - A Fold

Riding at super speed, at near midnight,

Tree silhouettes stayed their stance,

I saw a moon oh so bright,

I wanted to just have it for myself,

You should hear my gallop at near midnight,

Of what, i have no idea,

My trusty steed took a fright, 

There before us, the grim reaper grinned,

Said i at this time of night,

Get thee hence! still, he did swipe,

Off rolled my poor head, at near midnight.

© gillena cox 2025

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