Mixed media by Scout, age 4.
One purple Halloween night
the mean old witch took flight
on her broom, headed east
to find her favorite sugary feast.
The sloth is the witch’s pet,
up the tree, as high as he can get,
sleeping under the crescent moon
—”HAHAHAAAA!” cackles the witch,
“I’ll be back soon!”
poem collaboration by Scout and Franna, who wish you a Happy Halloween.
Scout says “Watch out for that witch.”