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About This Poem
It's All Hallows Eve
All hallows eve, wonderful night
Fear abounds, quite a scary blight
The witches will sure make you see
A fierce look they give timelessly
Their existence bring lots of fright
They make potions to grant them sight
To see into the souls tonight
Bringing fear to those frightfully
All Hallows Eve
She’s the most wicked before light
Cackles loudly with all her might
Her evil is shown completely
She hates happiness absurdly
Wants none to have any delight
All Hallows Eve
Russell Sivey
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