THE WITCHES OF WINDSOR ROAD:
(not one to bear a grudge here's a poem
I wrote for the green fingered man for his
Halloween Garden:
The Witches of Windsor Road,
Their broomsticks are going to buy.
So they can soar above,
A wonderful starlit sky.
Along with their black cats.
Me? I hope to borrow one.
With the children tricking and treating,
Having so much fun.
The witches will stop at the garden,
The one numerous people have admired.
To inspect the Halloween decorations,
Before returning home somewhat tired.
May your Halloween party,
Go with much delight.
I assure you The Witches of Windsor Road,
Will look an awesome sight.
Copyright Yvonne Lewis 29/10/2016:
Such witches sure won't leave behind any glitches
ReplyDeleteMany thanks Pat.
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A great poem for the witching hour! I love to see all the pumpkins about, such wonderful colours.
ReplyDeleteHope Halloween is great in Cornwall Suzanne.
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Perfect poem for the season.
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Many thanks Sandra.
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Fun poem. I shall not be riding a broomstick this season. Boo!
ReplyDeleteWhat no broomstick Joanne? have a wonderful time.
DeleteYvonne.
The witches hope to have their day, all in good fun! So also everyone else
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Many thanks for your visit Hank.
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