Halloween
the wolfbane blooms,the spell is cast
the hour of doom approaches fast
and woe is he that disbelieves
on this all hallows eve!
heroic hearts will turn to meek
when shadows start and hinges creak
from mischief,there is no reprieve
on this all hallows eve!
when jack-o-lanterns dare the night
with hollow stares of candle light
the scarecrow with it's ragged sleeves
beware all hallows eve!
as spirits roam and echoes mock
teeth will chatter,knees will knock
yes,while even rocking chairs perceive-
it is indeed all hallows eve!
Copyright © Rob Metcalf | Year Posted 2010
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