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<h2>Swamp Demons</h2>
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By C. A. Butz
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The lights that wink across the sodden moor
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Like phosphorescent eyes that beckon men
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To risk fell footsteps in the treacherous fen,
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And sink in loathsome muck, without a spoor&#8212;
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What ghosts of former days, what dread allure,
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Abides within this subterranean den?
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Or, reaching out, snares victims to its ken,
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With wraith-like fingers, to a peril sure?
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'Tis told that evil things lurk out of sight
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With human bones that fester in the ooze;
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Belike 'tis true, these bones that once were clothed
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In fleshly form now harbor deadly spite
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Against the living, and this swamp still brews
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Within its bubbling depths the curse men loathed
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Before they turned to leprous Things of Night!
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