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In the window night comes calling.
All around the dark is slowly falling.
Nighttime with its eager face
is starting to show all around the place.
Cats stretch and shadows come out to play,
making a mockery of the just departed day.
They stretch and climb up bedroom walls.
Listen, you can hear their eerie calls.
Shadows dance and shadows jiggle,
becoming monsters that gaily wiggle.

By Sisterwolf

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