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“The Chattering Season by Stewart Stafford Hear a fearsome banshee's wail, From a dank bog or Celtic dale, Like the pulling of the rat's tail, In the whistle of a thrashing gale. In this skittish son of Mc's room, A death knell tolls out his doom, A cursed shadow now does loom, Her spirit bride's unwilling groom. The stark evening's grim messenger, She's a maelstrom's fatal passenger, Howls from last breath's harbinger, No dowry for this eternal dowager. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
The Chattering Season by Stewart Stafford
Hear a fearsome banshee's wail,
From a dank bog or Celtic dale,
Like the pulling of the rat's tail,
In the whistle of a thrashing gale.
In this skittish son of Mc's room,
A death knell tolls out his doom,
A cursed shadow now does loom,
Her spirit bride's unwilling groom.
The stark evening's grim messenger,
She's a maelstrom's fatal passenger,
Howls from last breath's harbinger,
No dowry for this eternal dowager.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.