Halloween Gathering
You have Frankenstein, the mummy, and Dracula too
The three witches making their brew
The headless horseman upon his steed, looking for someone on which to feed.
The flying bats making their rounds to see who's on the ground.
All the dead rising from their graves - is there no one left to save?
Thousands of rats running down the streets looking for someone to eat.
All the spiders are making a web, cause their children are yet to be fed.
Don't forget MICHAEL the king of Halloween never heard but can be seen.
There's FREDDIE waiting for you to sleep so in your bed he could creep.
There is- IT-" the clown" waiting to pull you down.
" CHUCKY " is here with his knife, waiting to gain a brand new life.
They are here gathering around, waiting to scare everyone in town.
© L. RAMS 100918
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