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Created on: October 19, 2009 Last Updated: October 25, 2009
I only ducked in here
To escape the rain
Now zombies are trying
To eat my brain
Masked menaces and goblins
Beckon there on the floor
Soon they'll cause my pounding heart
To beat no more
Grim Reaper with his sickle
Is threatening my life
Get out of my way, mister
So I can outrun your wife
A tarantula's bristly tentacle
Reaches for me
Dracula's right next to him
I'm too scared to flee
Ghosts and ghouls and demons
Are blocking the door
Someone help me find an exit
From the Halloween store!
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Poetry: Halloween
In the old cemetery Halloween night,
The low moon was full and bright,
But intermittently obscured by thin wispy clouds.
And
On old hollow eve he first was seen
Riding a black horse with sword in air
A figure draped in black, a frighting fiend
CEMETERY SCENE:
‘Twas late in the evening
One Halloween
When I happened
upon this scene
Being lowered into a grave
The other side of Halloween...
Autumn cast its pallet
over Summer's ripened fruit
as harvest bares the fields once more
by Jack Ivey
It’s late this night of Halloween
I’m lost and quite alone
Walking down an empty street
To find my way back
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