They were innocent in their wish-making today
In grandma’s attic, two young cousins, Josie and Jay.
Solemn ceremony for them, not merry or gay.
They recited a chant, hoping it was the right way.
The jack-o-lantern alter began making an odd sound.
It flung them into a corner, over and upside down.
I felt like a Halloween top, a buffoon,...
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