Written, September 23, 2025 For The Contest, “Ghouls and Goblins” Sponsor, Joseph May
Witches love Halloween, When it's their time to screech With their old, worn-out brooms, Willed to fly through the night Wild flocks of bats in tow. Wrapped in the full-moon glow, Weird scenes repaint the sky.
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