DEAD OF NIGHT
This goes out to everyone,On all hallows night.
Hundreds of witches,
On broomsticks.
What a wonderful sight.
If it fills you up with dread,
Bolt all the doors.
Stay out of sight and if
you don't want the witches to call.
Be quite like a mouse,
As you hide in your house.
Please remember to turn off,
Your landings light.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-10-22 at 01:05
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