Hallows Eve

Under moonlit treetops,

Shadows tall and still.

This night you’d hear a pin drop,

And the wind would give you chills.

I’m frightened to my bones, my legs are nearly shaking,

I hear the ghastly ghouls; I fear my breath they’re taking.

Put on your mask, we’ve got to be quick!

On Hallows Eve, it’s treat or be tricked.

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