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The shadows chase the sun away,

the moon
The stars come out to dance and play,
I am at the end of another day...

Out of the graveyard


Filled with stones;
No hair or skin,

the

skeleton
I am nothing but bones...

I grew on a vine
Right on the ground;
I have a big smile

the

pumpkin
All orange and round...

My hair is black,
My face is green
My laugh is mean;
I ride a broom
On Halloween

I like to stay just


out of sight
If you see me,
I might me white;
I float through houses
In the black of the night....

My door is gone,
My windows cracked,
Ghosts float through walls And then float back;

the witch

a ghost

You hear strange noises

house
< boom, bang and wack>

haunted

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