Jack Lantern Light
Where can we wander
By jack-lantern light,
Treading dead leaves
In the dim smoky night?
Down to the cornfields
Under the moon
Rustling and empty
Except for raccoons;
Down the bare pathway
Winding through trees
Where dark woods are leaning
In a dry lonesome breeze;
Down to the graveyard
Covered with stones
Trying to hold down
Restless old bones.
Oh, what is that Thing
Coming near through the night?
Oh, where have we wandered
By jack-lantern light?
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