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Oct 2014
Halloween
The pumpkins are all grown at a pace.
They are waiting for those funny faces.
The witches are getting such a itch
To ride those broom sticks.
The ghost will be the host of the party.
As the trolls fills the bowls with candy.
So now it's time to beat it to the streets
To yell trick or treat for Halloween.
A 5th Place Award winner
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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