Wolf is howling, witch is cackling,
Children over orange fires, roasting, crackling.
Zombies rising, skeletons creaking,
Hiding under thin covers, timidly peeking.
Noises in the dead of night,
Things that make you jump in fright.
Darkest black like a raven's wing,
Swallowing up everything.
Vampires in castles, my blood they sup,
It's a good thing I woke up!
by Millie Walsh (10)
Garden House School - London
Competition - Once Upon A Dream
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