Halloween
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Rhianna Johnsen, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2010
This is the night
When witches fly
On their broomsticks
Through the sky
Each one has
A small black cat
And each one wears
A pointed hat
Into their cauldrons
They toss in all
The frogs and snails
And lizards small
Mice and spiders
They use as well
As each one weaves
Their magic spell
With sliver of mandrake
And hiss of snake
In coal black cauldrons
Spells they make
Bats' wings flutter
Owls fly high
When witches prowl
Across the sky