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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When ere the clock strikes the midnight hour on every Halloween It’s best to be found behind locked doors or prepare for what is seen As this is the time ghosts walk about… for most a frightening scene If they catch you wandering the streets they’re sure to make you scream Witches make haste to form silhouettes against the nights full moon So please make sure your grandmother’s in or else prepared for her swoon Vampires are hiding in the alley ways so be sure to stay away One look into their piercing red eyes you won’t want to run away For now we’ll not speak of monsters that lurk beneath the eaves or of the ghouls and goblins haunting in the shadows of trees Speaking of the trees, let’s remember, they too come alive this night Be prepared for their limbs to grab you and their roots to trip your flight When you hear the wind start howling above the barren trees and the clouds are dark before the moon blocking what you see Lock the doors and bar the windows for werewolves have join the fray It’s but one time of year you see that they are free to play To each and every one of you haunts have a ghastly, ghostly night For but an hour you’re allowed each year to scare and cause such fright. So, Happy Halloween to the living and dead, and to each, I now bid good-night I think I’ll tuck myself into bed and avoid all this harrowing plight © Debra Squyres
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