Casting Spells
it was Halloween, the moon was full
I saw someone dressed as a witch
she cackled as she passed by
I told her to jump on her broom and fly
she said some words as she walked on
I saw others in monster masks,
zombies roamed the streets searching for prey
all the ghouls had come out to play
then I saw something flying above,
it looked like the witch I saw before
I could hardly believe my eyes
as her cackle echoed in the sky
I realized something was wrong
When my body began to shake
and then I began to morph
The witch had turned me into a goblin!
10-18-2022
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2022
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