terça-feira, outubro 31


There are few who deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are knowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have see grown men give out a shriek
With a wave of my hand and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
(Jack)

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