Halloween Poem:
I do not know what to be for Halloween
Maybe I could be a chocolate tree or a beach flee?
Should I be a misunderstood small southern arrow wood?
Or perhaps should I scare everyone by being terrifyingly good
at acting like the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood
I think I will just be an art expo conventioneer.
So many options I have before I veer
And decide to become a Virginia deer
