Stormy's poetry, newsletter, and contest
|Oh how the kiddies whine and moan,|
their end is imminent the witch is home.
Thrown into the fire they cook like stew,
She stirs her cauldron into her favorite brew.
Oh, but she won't be alone tonight!
Her friend is riding with all his might.
Hear the hooves mighty beat, how it sounds like thunder?
The headless horseman is coming to satisfy his hunger!
Boys and girls, young and old
they can't wait to hear scary stories told.
Careful my little ones, you will see
those stories hold truth for you and me.
Everyone has a skeleton hiding close by
who wipes away cobwebs just to pluck out your eye!
All Hallo's Eve soon will be here,
stay safe little one's and keep your parents near!