Big news full of scary stuff
A local paper writes
Regular visits every thirty years
To give the unsuspecting frights
Maybe alien black-eyed vampires
Who’d like to meet you for a drink
Then scare your living daylights out
Quite enough to make one think
They like to choose a lonely spot
Near a copse or forest clump
Then with paranormal spookiness
They appear and make one jump
Without a trace they disappear
Or runaway and hide
Headlines selling local papers
The truth on which, let you decide
Like a bolt of striking lightning
Apparitions come and go
Seen only by those easily duped
Who need no evidence to show
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