Solve this
Little Betty Ann Sue had a problem
With her shoe.
She had two laces and a knot
She couldn’t solve this twisted plot.
She thought she’d like to see the bay
The only way she’d be okay.
She took her mama and her pop
Up to the pier to look on top.
She screamed and yelled because of this
Her parents saw the fun they’d miss
If they didn’t find a way
To keep her quiet for that day.
LIttle Betty Ann Sue fell upon the deck
Almost hard enough this time, enough to break her neck.
We were always told never to walk alone in the woods on the night of the Harvest Moon.
Tonight here I am walking, alone, in the night, with only the orange glow of a fictional moon to guide me.
If I do not make it out of the woods tonight I hope that the next person listens when they are told to never walk alone in the woods on the night of the Harvest Moon.
It is in the darkest hour
that we search for all the facts.
The one time in your life
when it explains all your acts.
We look for the loved ones
who have hurt us in our life.
We hope it is not exposed
to be a husband or a wife.
When truth comes to light
and you can see it all,
remember that you asked for it,
Don’t feel a fall.
Nothing awakens the sole like the spirits of the undead at Halloween.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the inches could melt off my body like a snowflake on a windshield?
Stine Writing 
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