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The corpse that walks, its solemn line. The vampire stalks, finds blood to dine. The werewolf howls at the silver moon. His human form what’s showing at noon. The mummy’s cries of pain and loss. His wraps that smell of must and moss. The witch that flies, upon her broom casting curses and spelling doom. The black cat scurries, hisses …

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore– While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “‘Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door– Only this and nothing more.” Ah, distinctly I …