- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Burn The Night Oil
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It's late in the evening
And I'm working alone
On Halloween night
With chills in my bones
There were dark scary clouds
Silhouetting the moon
As shadows took form
Of Goblins and Goons
As I burn the night oil
To a graveyard shift
I had evil like thoughts
As my mind starts to drift
I turned on some music
And to my surprise
Thriller was playing
Making hairs start to rise
My lighting was dim
As bulbs start to flick
My gut was uneasy
Feeling eerie and sick
Yet I tried to hang on
As I squirmed in my seat
Then I heard a strange sound
And I rose to my feet
There was a howl in the air
And a knock at the door
I almost peed in my pants
As my chin hit the floor
But I fought off my fear
And turned the door knob
Just to hear "Trick or Treat"
From a ghost and the blob
I then started to scream
And proceeded to run
Far as I was concerned
My work day was done
