A Haunting Fright Poem by nicolette anna

'twas the middle of fall
on a cold spooky night
the fog and the moon,
such an eerie sight!

witches with cats
flying in the air
broomsticks at hand
they give quite a scare!

Goblins and ghouls
put a shiver down my spine
as do skeletons
while they hang from a vine

wherewolves howl
at the sheen of the moon
as skeletons dance
to the awful tune

so just when you thought
that all you could see
the spirits are haunting
their silent plea

so i leave you to ponder
upon this dreadful thought
you think its all over
but i think not!