Once upon a dream
When I saw something made with cream
I swiftly recognized, it was Halloween
All those cakes
Geared up to be baked
And some yummy shakes
Which my mum always makes
Things are good, don’t want to leave
Still I’m going to go for trick O treat for whatever it takes
I went for the vicinity across the lake
And my aunt was about to hand me some candies
Which I was going to take………………..
Oh dear! I was awake
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