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The Legend of Ol' Fuller Town...1993
"Tis all hollows eve
In Ol' Fuller Town
If you believe in the legend
You'll not let your guard down
Graves open wide to give up their dead
Ravens, they swoop and pick at your head
Wee little goblins gnaw at your toes
And the ghost hag appears, so the legend is told
She peers into her cauldron
Where bat livers stew
While she dreams up
A special hex just for you
Sweet jack-o-lanterns carved by innocent hands
Spring forth into goblins
At her beckon command
She can blow out the stars
She can shadow the moon
She causes the wind
To play a frightening tune
So, dare not fall to sleep
On all hollows eve
If in the old legend
And hag, you believe
For all of those fools
Who laid their heads down
None lived to tell the story
Of Ol' Fuller Town...
L.A.McNabb
21 October, 1993
Written in Fullerton, California.
Copyright © 2004 Lori Ann McNabb, All Rights Reserved
In Ol' Fuller Town
If you believe in the legend
You'll not let your guard down
Graves open wide to give up their dead
Ravens, they swoop and pick at your head
Wee little goblins gnaw at your toes
And the ghost hag appears, so the legend is told
She peers into her cauldron
Where bat livers stew
While she dreams up
A special hex just for you
Sweet jack-o-lanterns carved by innocent hands
Spring forth into goblins
At her beckon command
She can blow out the stars
She can shadow the moon
She causes the wind
To play a frightening tune
So, dare not fall to sleep
On all hollows eve
If in the old legend
And hag, you believe
For all of those fools
Who laid their heads down
None lived to tell the story
Of Ol' Fuller Town...
L.A.McNabb
21 October, 1993
Written in Fullerton, California.
Copyright © 2004 Lori Ann McNabb, All Rights Reserved
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The Legend of Ol` Fuller Town...1993
The Legend of Ol` Fuller Town...1993