There was a young woman named Ysh
Who thought it was fun to take pi$s
She knew very well
She faced the forces of hell (LMAO!

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*Blows BS and Aegis a kiss*
She winks and then bears her fangs
Like she cares what her wanton acts bring
They worry her not
For they have not got
The power of minds so unhinged
There is something of this Hallowed Eve
That is wreckless, and absent of leave
The sisters unite
On this witching night
Where evil is sown in a weave
The rhyme is in each and in all
This Hallow E'en is new and still raw
The witching hour nigh
For this one fey child
She tips her hat and exits the ball
Midnight approaching too fast
She worries that the illusion won't last
The last thing she needs
Is becoming pumpkin seeds
And being worn as Aegis' hat
