Autumn dusk settles;
Dark, resting souls awakened;
haunting, to and fro.
Restless souls, waiting
for darkness to fall upon
the day; sweet rewards.
Lock your windows, bolt
the door; ‘Tis the night of the
zombies, best beware!
Darkness looms; scary
creatures wandering, lurking,
hankering . . . yearning.
One., two, ghost says, “Boo!”
Three, four, a knock at the door;
Five, six, “Treats, or . . . tricks?”
On this Hallows Eve,
who wears a disguise, and who
dares stand in the light?
Mortals, be wary -
be ready with sweets; tonight,
they come, craving treats.
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