Spooky Season
Beneath the moon's pale, haunting glow,
The whispers of the night begin to flow.
Jack-o'-lanterns grin with fiery cheer,
As shadows stretch and dance, drawing near.
Witches ride on broomsticks, swift and bold,
Casting spells and tales of old.
Ghosts in sheets drift through the trees,
Carrying secrets on the autumn breeze.
Children scamper, costumes bright,
Collecting candy in the fading light.
As darkness falls, the magic's clear
On Halloween night, all spirits appear.
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