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 LOOKS LIKE TROUBLE!

LEG OF DOG AND EYE OF NEWT

HATTIE'S GOT A WAND SO WE'D BEST ALL SCOOT!

Come one come all

It's Hallow's eve

There will be things

you will not believe

Upon my feet

I wear cat slippers

Don't worry there real

'She quietly snickers'

Now I must away

for the night will come

and deeds most dark

must get done

But don't you fear

when the sky grows dark

it will only be the spirits

having a lark

By Hattie Bonham Carter Owen