There's ghoulies. and ghosties,
And long-legged beasties,
And children abroad, for tonight
Is All Hallow's Eve
So you'd better believe
You'll hear taps on the floor,
An occasional roar.
Vile threats that will curl up your toes.
So hand over those sweets,
Give them plenty of treats
And don't let a witch through your door.
The sky is so dark,
We won't go to the park
Just stay at home free from all harm.
Those pumpkins are scarey.
Say an extra "Hail Mary"
Tomorrow's All Saint's Day.
Our fears once more hearsay
And life can return to the norm.
No more tricks, no more treats,
No strange sights in the streets.
Just be thankful you've weathered the storm!
Goodness come to you Mistress Julia.
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Zitella
I so enjoy your poetry!
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