It's that time of year again
When witches dawn on their capes.
The monsters roam the streets of town
The mothers draw the drapes.
The children dress in costumes
From ghosts and bats to bees,
Marching to the neighbor's houses
Scrunching fallen leaves.
It's cold outside and fires are lit.
Friends gather 'round the oven.
Mr. Rat and Cat all dressed in black,
A tiny critter coven.
Jazzy in her witches hat,
Her cape of pink and blue,
Waiting with her coven friends
To eat the witches brew.