Whiskers' Tale Poem by Michelle Claus

Black-cat whiskers whipped through wind
one crispy Autumn's eve,
telling tale of witching sin
performed each Halloween:

'The night before Allhallows Day
hellcats howl wild,
casting spells on innocent prey -
each cleverly clad child.

While young ones gather savory sweets
from neighbors near and dear,
spooky spirits steal their treats,
replacing them with fear.'

Take care and heed ol' whiskers' tale
whispered in the night.
Protect your candy from assail;
devour every bite.

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