Music, Musings, Monologues and Mischief
Tis now the very witching time of night,When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes outContagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood,And do such bitter business as the dayWould quake to look on. Hamlet [Act III, sc. ii]
"Two pairs of eyes are watching me now, from the couch and the ledge by the window. Faerieland shines in those eyes. And I must leave you, for it's the witching hour and a full moon is rising. . . ."
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Two... Minutes! To Midnighttttttt!!!To kill the unborn in the womb!
Hey Jon, thanks for listening, man.
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Hey Jon, thanks for listening, man.
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