The old apothecary's shop is a wonderous place
With boxes, tins and jars filling the shelves
And an battered chest of drawers full of marvellous smells
There's one bay window in which stand
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Marilyn, your spookiness poem are reaching Poe level! They are awesome, scary, chills up the spine tinglers, and I love, absolutely love them! Keep 'Em Coming!
Wasn't expecting that end, but loved it. All the best, Diane