Howling Good Night For Pumpkin Fight

It was a howling good night for a pumpkin fight. The cats were ready, their witches soon would alight. The woods were aglow with lit cauldrons so bright. Halloween Eve was prancing about, a marvelous sight. How many pumpkins will we need for the fright? Asked Merlonia, the head cat of Old Witch McBright. She was the most sage and wise familiar here tonight. They began stockpiling their ammunition, a horrific sight!