Merry Halloween

Merry Halloween Shelly McQueen sang.
Merry Halloween! Loud, with a bang.
That is Christmas the naysayer said.
He is always a downer; his name is Fred.

Merry Halloween! Shelly McQueen sang out.
This time it was louder, like a giant shout.
Merry is for Christmas, spoke the nasty snot.
He would not know what merry was if it bit him Shelly thought.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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