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Halloween

She sits and waits Upon the fence Her hands are cold The fog is dense She waits for kids Dressed in white And witches dresses To give a fright Door to door ‘Trick or Treat’ Hands come out With something sweet She creeps up Behind them all And picks one out Slim and tall Right up close Next to his ear Shouting BOO For all to hear He screams aloud She laughs a lot Pleased it’s an adult That she got Her spooking done She floats above But not before And extra shove So when you Go trick or treat I wonder who or What you’ll meet?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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