Halloween Queen

Tonight is Halloween And every witch is a queen She’ll reign from midnight to daylight On this witching night Far and wide she will ride Across the country side With a broom for a chariot And her magic to carry it With clothes all unkempt And hair stringy and limp She knows she looks a fright But she has only tonight. There is no time for beauty After all, a queen has her duty. There are tricks to be played And mischief to be made There will be no one to love her Even the animals run for cover And the trees all seem to sigh As she passes by There is a stillness in the night At such an awesome sight When the dark shadows loom Of a queen on a broom