Spooky

by Kitoura   Jul 3, 2006


My dear Spooky,
You worry me always.
Though you're all the way in North Calafornia,
I feel like I know you.
One day I'll get to meet you,
Then look you in the eyes and yell at you
For being a bad boy,
And take you somewhere the Cops can't find you.

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