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Halloween
by
Jack Mann
Bad Moon Rising
On a dark dreary night
The witches on broomsticks
Make a scary sight
The cornfields are empty
The pumpkin fields too
It’s after the harvest
There is frost in the dew
Tonight of all nights
We go out in fear
Because of the evil
That seems to draw near
But in the beginning
It just wasn’t so
Tomorrow is Holy
For those in the know
We will honor the Godly
From way back in our past
The Saints in the heavens
It surely will last
They set the example
We all should live by
Not riding a broomstick
Across the night sky
Do we take this seriously?
Or is it just a joke
The demons are real
Not a dream or a bloke
So All Hallows Eve
Is what this should be
Not something evil
To lie and deceive
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