7806jc+Proposition+Poem

Outside My Door


 * Outside my door,**
 * Jack-O-Lanterns grin,**
 * Smiling with flames that welcome you in.**
 * Along the roads they look so bright,**
 * as the candle sparks the light.**
 * When they go to sleep they give no peep,**
 * but around the corner there still are some creeps.**
 * In the cornfield, they will roast s'mores,**
 * and this all happens outside my door.**


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