Cat Ween Party
Annual Cat-ween party was in full swing.
Bells were chiming off with a ding-dong-ding.
Cats were bobbing for catnip apples sublime.
October trees cringed as young cats did climb.
Dancing and carousing in front of the moon.
Witches watched hungrily as ghosts did a swoon.
Cats as magical, mystical familiars are well known.
Their herbs and spells daintily home-grown.
Ghosts and goblins tried to crash the Cat-ween.
They were escorted by Dracula, never again seen.
The vampires and gargoyles laughed in delight.
Loving the Cat-ween on this Halloween night!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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