She stirs, and stirs, and stirs her pot She pampers it and watches lots What could it be inside of there I'm sure it is something beyond compare
Everybody knows She is getting ready for Halloween The night of spooks, and bats And scarey things
Don't let her scare you or think she is mean She is really friendly even when she screams She just doesn't want us to know To brew us up some apple cider
She would go to these extremes
Written by: S. Matheson 9/29/2003
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