On the most spooky night of all,
On Halloween when ghosts stand tall,
When witches fly on brooms,
When skeletons come out of rooms,
When cobwebs hang upright,
In corners where space is tight,
Jack-O-Lanterns light up the night,
And the moon is not so bright,
Pumpkin patches dot the landscapes,
Spiders creep in different paces,
Clouds fill the sky,
While Halloween passes by.
We are still more than two weeks away from it. Today the moon is at 33% of full. Maybe the moon would be bright at the end of the month?
ReplyDeleteBy the way, we forgot to write something for 10/10/2010 10:10:10am. Isn't it a very special day? Do you think there could be a spooky day as well as a spooky night?
Well,instead of suddenly stopping in the middle of Halloween poems to write something for 10/10/2010 10:10 10am,some year I'm going to write something for 11/11/11 11:11 11am in 11 seconds with 11 sylables in each of the 11 lines!
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