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About This Author
A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!
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Candy Monster
Candy Monster
She needs no costume or Trick or Treat bag.
Just those eyes of hers, that hopeful tail wag.
If you don't get the hint, she'll 'High Five' or sing,
do an 'up pretty' or her Highland Fling!
Her box of bones is under the table,
gets one when she wants one--she's oh so able!
Her costumes last perhaps all of five minutes,
she's out as soon as you get her in it!
But she loves all the children who come to the door,
"One for her, one for him, oh, and I want one more!
There's no disguising our doggy mooch,
and we love her, our spoiled pooch!
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