Trevor Mcleod Poet Quatrain

Halloween Combine

They're gathering their broomsticks
and clastic lunar hats
Sohrgetting all their toads and frogs
for what we've known as spats

And delving down a one way crete
for wicked tracious acts
Of Spider eggs and treppled legs
on what we've known as facts

And carrying their craddled soup
for roshes precious time
all marinee'd their gracious way
for taking on the climb

Of sacred age and clasdid cage
ruined placious over time
While serenade and promenade
grow grecious over blime

And all our fears amount to WITCH
where tracious frairs align
And all our lost who helped their way
Soah Halloween combine



I wrote this poem based on one I found
on the internet by Lillian Moore.
Here is her version of the poem from
the book Spooky Rhymes and Riddles



Poem about THEM

THEY
  polish their broomsticks,
  sharpen their hats,
  catch some spiders,
  feed the bats,
  try out some yowls
  with all the cats.
THEN
  witches are ready for
YOU
KNOW
WHEN!


-by Lillian Moore

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