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The air looks smoky,
The grounds aglow.
Its the month of
The pumpkin show.
The witches screech,
The wolves are out.
Halloween's near
So do not pout
Crows are squawking
Bones are creaking
Kids are screaming
Doors are squeaking
The moon is full
The candy is here
I saw a ghost
I'm full of fear
- by doodlebob7 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/04/2010 |
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