Autumn Dance

Autumn moonlight, shadows Creep.

Sprits dance, and willows weep.

Leaves turn shades of orange and red.

Jack-o-lanterns look like heads.

Children is costumes prance about.

I hear them laugh and scream and shout.

Spirits rise on Hallows eve,

As the winds blow through the trees

Call it Autumn or call it Fall

It’s the funnest season of all

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