Every year on October 31st the witches come out.
They stand upon the cauldron, mixing it up and about.
Chanting their curses for the weak.
Rambling on , so to speak.
The bats fly upon the graveyards, and look for their prey.
Anyone who dare enters, it could be their last day.
Pumpkins are decorated and set upon everyone's doorsteps in awe.
Little children with costumes on, and bags in their hands is what they all saw.
Keep on walking fast before you set yourself in a trap.
Along comes those mummies all wrapped.
Is it someone dressed up or is it for real.
Don't check them out, they need time to heal.
They can grab you so fast and wrap you in themselves.
They just need a little self help.
Happy Halloween
To one and to all.
Happy Halloween
Is the curse of the witches call.
©terrylin53
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