➖➖➖⬜⬜⬜⬜➖➖➖➖➖
➖➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜➖➖➖➖
➖➖🟥⬜🔘⬜⬜⬜➖➖➖➖  
🟥🟥🟥⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜➖➖➖➖ 
➖🟥🟥🟥⬜⬜⬜➖➖➖➖➖ 
➖➖➖⬜⬜⬜➖⬜⬜⬜➖⬜
➖➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜
➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜
➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬛⬛⬜⬜⬜
➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
➖➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜➖
➖➖➖⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜➖➖

⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⠋⠉⠁⠄⠄⠈⠙⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠙⢿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄⠄⠄⢀⣀⣀⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⢿
⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠐⢻⣿⣿⣿⣷⡄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈
⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⢀⠴⠛⠙⣿⣿⡿⣿⣦⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⣿⣿⠃⠄⢠⡖⠉⠄⠄⠄⣠⣿⡏⠄⢹⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠
⣿⠃⠄⠄⢸⣧⣤⣤⣤⢾⣿⣿⡇⠄⠈⢻⡆⠄⠄⠄⠄⣾
⠁⠄⠄⠄⠈⠉⠛⢿⡟⠉⠉⣿⣷⣀⠄⠄⣿⡆⠄⠄⢠⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠⡿⠿⢿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠃⠄⠄⣸⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⡞⠄⠄⠄⠈⣿⣿⣿⡟⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠⣿⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⠄⠄⠄⢀⡼⠛⠉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣼⣿⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⡇⠄⠄⢀⠎⠄⠄⠄⠄HAPPY ⠙⢿⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⢰⠃⠄⢀⠎⠄⠄⠄HALLOWEEN ⠙

          
      
   
      
          
 
      
               
      

      
         
         
         
         


   
      
           
           
            

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No sooner had Edger Allen Poe
Finished his old Raven,
then he started his Old Crow.


My Bonnie looked into a gas tank,
The height of its contents to see!
She lit a small match to assist her,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.


Payeen to a Twang
Derrida
Ore-Ida
potato.

If you dared,
I'd ask you
to go dig
up your ides under brown-
tubered skies.

where pitchforked
you will ask
Derrida?

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