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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Oh me Oh My a ghost no ship but I see coming a pirate their breath the scent of candy away they scramble with frightening cries Look across the moon flies a witch and dangled from it's web a spider! a huge black and spotted spider watch as it wiggles towards the ghost swatted now by the broom of the littlest witch gobbled down by the skinny pirate way down in the swamp an animal cries here all the cries are for candy bowls and caldrons filled with candy webs hanging low wove by a fat plastic spider. oh No a pink clad princess cries to a hangman and a green ghost Run away screams the pirate as from the darkness flies a blonde witch she's skinny for a witch we should stuff her with candy we could sell her to the pirate or feed her to the spider give her to me moans the ghost we laugh at her cries we cackle at the echo of her cries we admire the warted nose of the witch what a pitiful ghost begging for more candy trembling before the huge spider holding tight to the hand of his sister pirate Pirate after treasureless Pirate all afraid of the haunting cries squatting low under the web tangled spider keeping their eye on the witch clutching their sacks and buckets of candy daringly unafraid of the ghost This years best was a Pirate, the scariest was a witch our ears ached with the cries for more and more candy Till the only spooks beneath the spider on our porch, was our own little ghost.
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