Twas 11 dark days till the ghosties arrive,
And Frankenstein’s bride with the hair beehive.
The broom has been tuned and washed and shined,
I’ve offered free rides but they’ve all be declined.
The menu is finished, I’m making bat wings,
Our party will feature a troll that can sing.
I’ve been flying all night and I’m headed to bed,
As soon as I wash all these snails from my head.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
(Again with the obligatory witchy laugh and cackling…)
You are so talented!
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