It was late one fall in Blogville Town
And the air had quite a chill
Against the moon a lone dog sat
Alone upon the hill
He was wirey and square
With a curl to his hair
Wyatt Airedale was his name
He said, "I want to explore these homes of terror and
fright"
"But, I'm afraid of things that go bump in the night"
So, I invite you all, my Blogville Dears
to come with me and kick some ghoulish rears!
Alone I'm afraid,
but together we're brave.
So, take a deep breath and follow me.
How many Blogville friends do you see?
Guess correctly and name every face and tail
And a Halloween treat will fly to you in the mail!
Don’t get too close to the hungry plants.
