Some Halloween Riddles

Having drank too much moonshine,
hair of the dog suits me just fine.

When I need to dust off my black dress
I sweep the clouds, seemingly weightless.

A connoisseur of many minds
I’m lost in a crowd of all kinds.

A nightflier who always eats lite,
I need a drink after getting a bite.

Single and looking for love
on the surface level, up above.

Being an operatic drama queen,
I am heard more often than I am seen.

Pyramid schemes have been good to me,
but I keep it under wraps, ceremonially.

It is quite shocking to be given life,
but if you could, I also need a wife.

Having lost my head near this sleepy place,
my smile never leaves my radiant face.

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