Freaky Little Noises - Poem by Marion Michaels
(A sampling of an NLP Editor's Choice Award winner.
Entire poem in In the Morning Sky.) Freaky little noises in the middle of the night,
Squeaky little voices when you're home all alone,
Freaky little noises can chill your toes with fright
In the middle of the night
With their tapping and their rustling
And occasional moan.
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