All hallows eve comes but once a year
A time of whispers and sometimes fear
When veils are thinnest we must beware
Since spirits walk the world without care
When a vacant soul is easily caught
With malevolence in a fiendish plot
But the good can also often break through
To mingle on earth with those they knew
But best of all for those who dare
Are the treats accorded to masks most fair
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