Brother (Halloween No. 10)
Brother, too big for his britches,
Said he wasn’t scared of witches.
Ghosts and goblins brought no fear.
Even dared them to come near.
The morning after Halloween,
He was nowhere to be seen.
And Mama couldn’t find her broom
We looked for it in every room.
We searched all the roads and ditches.
We even looked in little niches.
I shouldn’t laugh ‘til I’m in stitches.
At brother carried off by witches.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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