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Scratch tap says the tree to the window pane, Multi-colored leaves whirling, twirling down the lane. The trash cans roll, tumble, and bang against trees; The warm days have left us as summer flees. Soon the goblins will all be running about, The witches upon their brooms will scream and shout. A black cat lurks in this shadowy scene; It is obvious for all to see, tonight of course is Halloween. The laughs of children drawing near, and The doorbell ringing signals they are here. I give them treats and send them on their way; What a hauntingly great thing, this holiday. The night grows long, the children start to slow; At last I wave good-bye as the final group goes. 365 days before the next night of fear, Halloween has gone by for one more year.
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