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Author's note: Yes, it's me again. This is just about as random as can be. I was outside with one of my friends a few nights ago and my yard looked like something out of Sleepy Hollow so this little poem popped into my head and it begged to be written down so here it is. Also note that I had no clue what an Ode looks like. I just put the word in there because it made this poem sound important.
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An Ode to the freakish Sleepy Hollow vibes
Oh Sleep Hollow vibes! How freakish can you be?
Let me count the ways.
How many people can see their breath hanging in the air?
And how the wet ground seems rather bare.
And how the people are always scared,
It's as if Tim Burton's standing there.
Sir Irving's tale never ended,
But Tim Burton's, how it did!
So you must ask yourself good horseman;
Would you really hurt a kid?
One must always keep in mind about the dead tree standing yon.
And how Johnny Depp always makes an excellent leading man.
And so sleepy hollow vibes I say to thee!
You really,
Really do,
Scare the hell,
Out of me.
Author's note: Like I said. Random. Horribly, horribly random.
