Halloween Wish
I hate it when a pumpkin coach
Breaks down on my vacation
I always choose a witches broom
As mode of transportation
If bats could bring affection
And wishes when they fly
I'm afraid my love for you
Would blacken out the sky
Copyright © Mike Martin | Year Posted 2016
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