So full, but void of life; so bright, yet so cold.
So mighty and bold-one look and your imagination starts to take hold,
and your thoughts run like a kid back in the days of old.
So many ghosts and goblins, can it be?
Yes, it is almost all Hallow's eve.
So look up, don't turn away-
because there is a full moon, and werewolves will stray.
Maybe a witch will fly high on her broom,
passing the moon with a zip and a zoom.
Do not be afraid, don't try to fight
the things that go"Boo!" in the night.
Enjoy it, enjoy it: it's
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