On Halloween
call to me
and I will take you dancing
Out of the door
down the walk
to the tree
I will take you dancing
Call to me
on Halloween
and I will take you dancing
From the end of the
rope
with the Moon shining bright
I will make you dance.
On Halloween
call to me
and I will take you dancing
Out of the door
down the walk
to the tree
I will take you dancing
Call to me
on Halloween
and I will take you dancing
From the end of the
rope
with the Moon shining bright
I will make you dance.
Agree with Miss – delightfully macabre!
This is delightully macabre. I wish I had your knack for poetry.
I’m still working on it, but thank you!
You should try writing it Miss!