Halloween is the time to scare,

the ghosts and ghouls skate about

while the others are sleeping in,

in this town we call home.

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song,

but when the moon rises high over the dark oak tree,

spokes come out for the midnight spree.

Crepe creeps with ere eyes.

Grim Griming ghosts come out to socialize .

When you hear the knell of a relqulem bell

weird glows gleam where spirits dwell

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