Halloween

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    Halloween

    It's anight of fright,
    a day of dread.
    to tuck your head and stay in bed.
    It's time for fortune telling,
    a time for trick playing,
    a time for treats and eats.

    Ghost and gobblin,
    wear creatures,
    vamprye.
    the dead touch the living,
    and the living touch the dead.

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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