...in an Envelope Sestet poem |
** Image ID #2247530 Unavailable ** The ghouls are gathering to celebrate escape from corridors of Death's estate. While harvest moon projects an eerie glow, they plan revenge on innocents below. You and all your friends must now contemplate where ghouls are gathering to celebrate. The ghouls are gathering to celebrate their unexpected lucky twist of fate with voodoo chants and raucous rants galore and evil oaths that shake you to the core. There is no need for you to speculate when ghouls are gathering to celebrate. The ghouls are gathering to celebrate with long-standing urges to satiate. When caterwauling lords of chaos come, they'll bury hatchet in your cranium. Vile ancient blasphemies predominate while ghouls keep gathering to celebrate. The ghouls are gathering to celebrate with undying vengeance to orchestrate. What they are planning is to eat your brains and guzzle all that red blood from your veins with nauseating stench to demonstrate that ghouls are determined to celebrate. The ghouls are gathering to celebrate and pursue their passion to amputate. Slicing and dicing, their grotesque delight, while they wander here and there through the night, beyond the bounds of cemetery gate. Yes, the ghouls still gather to celebrate. The ghouls were gathering to celebrate until the sun arrived to dissipate the darkness covering their hate campaign and clear the cobwebs from your dreamy brain. When daylight starts to illuminate, ghouls no longer gather to celebrate. Notes ▼ |