On horrible Halloween ?

As she wove her wondrous webs, I was captured betwixt her spells..within a hocus pocus of witchcraftery, I felt nauseated as I sniffed those sickly smells..

Yes there was smithereens of sandlewood amidst her melting pot, as yon long, skinny boney fingers stirred those secrets of her plot..”I stood as still as any statue hid behind an old oak tree, listening to this wizen witch chanting excitedly..”Harem-Sarem-Lively Locusts” as she threw insects into the stench, I could tell she was conjuring something callous..probably a magic potion for a wench..

Round and around she stirred the boiling, bubbling slop, as the ambience was filled with steaminess and I heard the concoction “POP!!!” And I almost died of fright when this old hag looked my way, then just in the nick of time she turned her head to see a bird of prey..Well I managed to escape this scrarey, crazy scene, and that is the last time I will be venturing out on horrible Halloween!!!