WELCOME TO METROPOLIS NIGHTS

WELCOME TO METROPOLIS NIGHTS

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Some One
Someone came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Someone came knocking,
I’m sure—sure—sure;
I listened, I opened,
I looked to left and right,
But nought there was a-stirring
In the still dark night;
Only the busy beetle
Tap-tapping on the wall,
Only from the forest
The screech-owl’s call,
Only the cricket whistling
While the dewdrops fall,
So I know not who came knocking,
At all, at all, at all.
—Walter de la Mare
HAVE A SAFE AND CREEPY HALLOWEEN!

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