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Frightful Night

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


The witch with a switch

rose up on her broomstick

a silhouette of dread

in the pale moonlight.

A werewolf’s howl close by

and spooks fill the sky.

then the Count

Dracula himself arose

with a blood red leer

so frightening, so alarming

with hearts a pounding

the night of Halloween

The witch’s cackle

sounded dark and eerie

over a moonlit cemetery.

It’s Halloween the night of fright

and weird delight!

The skeletons dance

and we all fall into a trance.

Oh! The romance of the unknown

and the werewolf with a snarl

like a fool, began to drool

and in great glee

did cry out

Happy Halloween

to one and all

and a night of frightful delight!

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee

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