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Ghosties, ghouls and me ???

Ghosties, ghouls and me ???

Ghosties, skeletons, spiders and snakes, none of them are real you know all of them are fakes..but I have an entire bag load and I am hiding them today, just for my three gorgeous Granddaughters, for a Halloween display..

They shall seek out black plastic spiders in the bushes and search for paper ghosties in the trees, and they will have to watch where they tread, there may be ghouls by their knees.. then  after they have found everything on my long list, they need to check very carefully to make sure nothing is missed..After they are certain that they have completed their scarey sheets, they will look tor the witch with a cauldron full of treats...???

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Jill Tait

Exactly!!! Same to you luv ty ????

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Greg Etsell

wonderful poem 
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
HE HE TEE TEE HA HA

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Jill Tait

Aww Happy Halloween my friend I will be out hiding my scarey stuff for my liluns soon after my walkin & lunch :)

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Marion

Aw...magic write...how I envy you Jill..mine won't be able to come home...enjoy lovely lady ?

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Jill Tait

Awww twas so much fun n I kept my social distance too ❤️?❤️?

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