The moon beams light upon the earth,

     And petals close on flowers.

The creatures of the day seek sleep.

      Owls leave their belfry towers.

 

The ghosts now dance the dance of death

      In shadows 'neath the moon.

The gravestones shake, the bats fly round

     And witches sway and croon.

 

The leafless trees point to the stars.

      It’s such a spooky scene,

Which really won't surprise those folk

      Who know it’s Halloween.

 

 

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