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On a hilltop bleak and bare,

looms the castle of despair,

only phantoms linger there

within its dismal walls.

Through the dark they're creeping, crawling,

frenzied furies battling, brawling,

sprawling, calling, caterwauling

through the dusky halls.

- exert from The Haunted House by Jack Prelutsky

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Haunted House by Mos Eisley. Do you dare?

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