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Ode to Dark Shadows

by Delilah Robbins

Tween light and dark the drama plays
The shadows of those golden days

Of widened eyes that bid them do
Her evil deeds both wanton and askew

That made the courtly man to rise
and sprout great fangs that caused demise

Of events unearthly jarred in haze
Of those transfixed inside her gaze

And all those tragic, noble folk
His kinsman who the villagers spoke

Of ghosts and witches and hounds from Hell
From Widows Hill the music swells

To Cobert's haunting salty theme
As crashing waves on rocks still steam

To rise above life's mundane hell
And in us finds an immortal place to dwell

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