Pumpkin Coach Arrives at the Party
the pumpkin coach pulled up next to the eerie haunted manse
A footman leapt off of the driver’s seat, with nary a glance
The ghoul who exited gave us a high five and a tiny dance
Before she leapt into party mode and lumbered off in a prance.
It was Hallow’s Eve night, in the city, for sure.
The goblins and witches were heading in, not so pure.
Ghostly entities would not wait for the party to occur.
They were as excited as their furry familiars who purr.
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