Spirit of Halloween
Spirits roam the graveyards
Monsters are on the prowl
Witches cast their spells
Riding their broomsticks
Across the clear midnight sky
Chackling with wicked glee.
Humans shrouded in costumes
To blend in with the ghouls and gals
That come out this sacred night
Going door to door to each neighborhood
In search of temptating sweets
As they utter the magic words: trick or treat.
A night for scary tales
A day to remember the departed
A celebration to honor Fall
A day to celebrate the wonder
That makes Halloween so magical, yet mysterious.

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A day to honor Fall like that line and your poem shut the troll up still one of my favorites on the Vibe
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