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Gordon Jerome


HALLOWEEN


Oh what a Frightening time of Year
when Ghost and Goblins do appear
as Angels and Devils walk astride
with Frankensteins blushing Bride
Count Dracula will be rising soon
as the Wolfman howls at the moon
and Witches fill the night time Sky
upon their Broomsticks they Fly by
with Mummys creeping all around
as Zombies arise from underground
I cross the Yard from Tree to Tree
then up the Walk I hurriedly flee
as I reach the Door to get my Treat
a hugh Black Cat crosses at my Feet
with my Bag filled I head for Home
no more Graveyards left to roam
again I have shunned my only Fear
as HALLOWEEN haunts me once a Year.
'closing thought'
This holiday comes but once a year
so we may embrace our every fear

Submitted: Saturday, May 08, 2010

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