On Hallows' Eve
Beyond the meadow, pumpkins lay Amidst the birch and bales of hay Basking in the moonlit glow, Crows perch high on scarecrowRabbits flitter 'cross the field Stalks of corn embrace their yield Looming shadows high,they tower Ever near the witchin' hourLeaves pirouette in the dark Bats fly low then embark Thistle swagger in the breeze Just below the apple trees, House to house, off they go Candy baskets overflown' Costumed tots laugh with delight On this hallows' eve night
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