The Headless Horseman
BY CARISSA REAM
Footsteps in the night
Full moon shining bright.
Flames dancing
His horse prancing.
Pumpkin eyes glowing
His voice harsh and dark
Echoes eerily through the park
He hunts for those who have their heads
The Headless Horseman fills all with dread
Beware the sounds in the night
The Horseman’s aim may be your plight
IMAGE COURTESY OF TVTROPES.ORG
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