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My blood seemed to freeze; I fell on my knees; my face was a white splash of dread. Oh, the Green and the Blue, they were gruesome to view; but the worst of them all were the Red. MY BLOOD SEEMED TO FREEZE I FELL ON MY KNEES MY FACE WAS A WHITE SPLASH OF DREAD OH THE GREEN AND THE BLUE THEY WERE GRUESOME TO VIEW BUT THE WORST OF THEM ALL WERE THE RED
 only could peer and shudder and fear--'twas ever so ghastly and still; But I knew over there in his lonely despair he was plotting me terrible ill. I knew that he nursed a malice accurst, like the blast of a winnowing flame; I pleaded aloud for a shield, for a shroud--Oh, God! then calamity came. Mad! If I'm mad then you too are mad; but it's all in the point of view. If you'd looked at them things gallivantin' on wings, all purple and green and blue; If you'd noticed them twist, as they mounted and hissed like scorpions dim in the dark; If you'd seen them rebound with a horrible sound, and spitefully spitting a spark; If you'd watched IT with dread, as it hissed by your bed, that thing with the feelers that crawls-- You'd have settled the brute that attempted to shoot electricity into your walls. Oh, some they were blue, and they slithered right through; they were silent and squashy and round; And some they were green; they were wriggly and lean; they writhed with so hateful a sound. THE WARM CRIMSON WAVES OF HIS HATE I COULD ONLY PEER AND SHUDDER IN FEAR TWAS EVER SO GHASTLY AND STILL BUT I KNEW OVER THERE IN HIS LONELY DESPAIR HE WAS PLOTTING ME TERRIBLE ILL I KNEW THAT HE NURSED A MALICE ACCURST LIKE THE BLAST OF A WINNOWING FLAME I PLEADED ALOUD FOR A SHIELD FOR A SHROUD OH GOD THEN CALAMITY CAME MAD IF I'M MAD THEN YOU TOO ARE MAD BUT IT'S ALL IN THE POINT OF VIEW IF YOU'D LOOK AT THEM THINGS GALLIVANTIN ON WINGS ALL PURPLE AND GREEN AND BLUE IF YOU'D NOTICED THEM TWIST AS THEY MOUNTED AND HISSED LIKE SCORPIONS DIM IN THE DARK IF YOU'D SEEN THEM REBOUND WITH A HORRIBLE SOUND AND SPITEFULLY SPITTING A SPARK IF YOU'D WATCHED IT WITH DREAD AS IT HISSED BY YOUR BED THAT THING WITH THE FEELERS THAT CRAWLS YOU'D HAVE SETTLED THE BRUTE THAT ATTEMPTED TO SHOOT ELECTRICITY INTO YOUR WALLS OH SOME THEY WERE BLUE AND THEY SLITHERED RIGHT THROUGH THEY WERE SILENT AND SQUASHY AND ROUND AND SOME THEY WERE GREEN THEY WERE WRIGGLY AND LEAN THEY WRITHED WITH SO HATEFUL A SOUND
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