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Samhain

Yay! My first time celebrating samhain! I hope you like it, I spent three days looking for something without words. I got nothing, so sorry about that. Oh and a warning, BE CAREFUL WHEN READING THE WORDS IN QUOTES. They are words blessed by me, therefore making these words spells. If you are feeling any danger, I will immediately remove them. Please tell me what happens to you when you read them (not even I know what they do).

Apple in my hand.
Leaves falling all around.
Wiccans with red in hand.
Outfit of red, white, and yellow make no sound.

Some with pumpkins some with smudge.
A few with sage.
Some with cinnamon fudge.
Samhain magick with no age.

Samhain outfit of red, yellow, and white.
With some black here and there.
Autumn wind with a frosty bite.
Blessings spoke everywhere.

Samhain night to fall upon.
A bundle of sticks to light.
They stay until their blessings won.
Won the magickal right.

Samhain fire.
Sticks of incense and smudge.
A dance of magick so dire.
Rituals of old never budge.

Dresses of samhain.
With belts the color sugar cane.
Dresses spin, spin, and spin.
As they bless the window pane.

At the time most thin.
Calling up the dead.
As the wind hit their skin.
They eat some nice warm bread.

Offerings to the spirits this feast.
Flowers, food, light, and love.
Fighting any negative beast.
As my mind shoves.

They start to enchant until done.
Getting out books.
“I call to thine gooddess for one".
Giving out samhain looks.

A rod of wood and chants.
“I call out to thine Lord".
Words of power that rant.
As we hold our athame like a sword.

“Give us protection in the rite".
Samhain blessings spoken now.
Samhain sage to ignite.
We smile in glee as we bow.

“For we desire our ancestors ghost".
The time of magick is no sin.
We stand at our post.
As we wait for the midnight of samhain.

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