The speaks of the night surrender,
as the jack o'lanterns scare the goblins away,
this is a fright for all no matter what gender,
as ghouls and zombies are out all day,
at a very ecstatic pace,
their satisfied when bucket and candy meets,
or when a mask is hiding your face,
for this day is for sweet treats.

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