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WHEN WITCHES GO RIDING, AND BLACK CATS ARE SEEN, THE MOON LAUGHS AND WHISPERS, "TIS NEAR HALLOWEEN ~unknown
Molly Harrison art.com
Hallows Eve
Havoc is when all hell is loose,
This night belongs to all of you...
To the pumpkins slashed into lanterns
“Stingy Jack” his trusty O’ hand returns.
Ne'er-do-wells started carving crude faces,
whose gutted innards a candle replaces.
To the black cats with yellow eyes
Screech and scratch with no alibis.
To the banshees of the ancient Celtic folklore
Wailing at death, deep red eyes, features worn to the core
To the monsters deformed and hunched back
Bolts, nuts, and green skin, lurching and ready to attack!
The night belongs to zombies revived by voodoo.
And by the necromancy practices that you may do
They the living dead who may walk amongst
Pay respect to them in mercy goe with you alongst!
To the goblins that go bump in the night, and ghosts
Wicked fairies and evil spirits their hosts
Grotesque goblettes vengeance they choose,
Invisible underneath white sheets shout boo's
To the witches and warlocks who enchant
Their wands and wide brim pointy hats so gallant
As practitioners evoking spells of black magic
Rootstock and smelly herbs stirred with a stick.
Boiling remnants of bones and lizards
Digesting glands of bird’s gizzards
To candy corn rich red, yellow and white
Kids walking from house to house, smiles so bright,
To the Trick or Treat screams and chants
If your dressed to scare plenty of candy it grants.
Trick or treat we will, without any fright,
Our Halloween night will surely be filled with delight.
Here we come to trick or treat.
Please give us some candy sweets.
*Goblettes - woman goblins
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