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Halloween Night
The sunshine disappears and says goodbye
 The night approaches, lions and tigers and bears, oh my!
 
 Pictures are taken, cameras are flashing
 Little children’s fake vampire teeth are gnashing
 
 Pulling and stretching colorful striped tights
 Meanwhile, outside, flicking on porch lights
 
 Children running out and being called back in
 For finishing touches, adjusting that last fin
 
 Big paper bags ready, yet already crumpled
 Making sure one last time that the costumes aren’t rumpled
 
 Finally all is ready! Everything is done
 The trick or treat-ers all break out in a run
 
 The first house in view, the porch lights are on!
 Running to the door, across the green lawn!
 
 Caramel! Whoppers! Hersheys and Kit-kats!
 Ghosts, Ghouls, G.I. Jos, Fairies and Black Cats!
 
 Pumpkins are carved, and Jack-o-lanterns are hung
 The elderly wait on the street, and waiting by the door, the young
 
 Bags held out eagerly, princesses practically drooling
 The full moon is high tonight, wild imaginations it’s fueling
 
 Werewolves give Frankensteins  hearty high-fives
 For all the candy has been collected, and back at their houses they arrive
 
 Full of candy, almost sick, yet happily content
 All the night’s energy has already been spent
 
 Impatiently waiting for the year to go ‘round
 Back to that coming night, when the sunshine disappears without a sound.

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