The Witches Teaparty Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

The witches tea party
Tonight is the beginning of a site. You might find myself in a fright.
Tonight starts the witches tea-party.
They fly from near and far just to be there.
Black hats and cats stand in place waiting to start the flight.
Rhonda and Sammi they pour the tea.
That cast a spell on Halloween night.
Look to the sky that very night and you can see
As they ride through the sky.
One by one headed home from the witches tea-party