They March in Line
They are marching in a row around the lake
Witch, bat and ghost with nothing at stake
They laugh and sing and skip along
Singing an October Halloween marching song
Which is witch? An owl asks who thinks he is funny
The moon is glowing like a sun that is sunny
They march and chant and prance along in line.
The bat is fine, and the ghost is mine!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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