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All Hallows Eve
of orange and black
shall give me grin of goblin's hack.
I'll pride a pumpkin
of some girth-
a form to feed my macabre mirth.
I'll nod again
put on my porch
and blaze aflame its tiny torch.
For harm to heed
on ghoulish night,
shed shadowed fang and grimsmile
With time's tradition's
I'll smile too when my pumpkin's