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by adrian » Sun Aug 23, 2009 9:20 pm
Jack smiled for a moment at the officer's who had saved his life. He welcomed the warm feeling of safety but just as quickly as it had come, his overcoming was snatched from him as an extreme amount of heat took over his arm... IT HAD SCRATCHED HIM! Deep, dirty, and already aching to no end... an officer noticed the look of concern on Jack's face and then noticed why....
Last night 'twas witching Hallowe'en
Dearest; an apple russet- brown
I pared, and thrice above my crown
Whirled the long skin; they watched in keen;
I flung it far; they laughed and cried me shame
Dearest, there lay the letter of your name!