I ain't afraid of no scary ghosts,
I ain't afraid of no werewolves,
I ain't afraid of witches who ride,
I ain't afraid of zombies who died.
On Halloween, that creepy night
When everyone is out for fright,
I'll tell you what scares me witless,
What gives me chills, makes me restless.
For me the fear comes wrapped in paper
bright pretty colors, but inside I savor
the whopper, the gummy, the pb cup
and in the end my diet is up.
So this is what gives me Halloween fear,
That my blood sugar's up and into high gear
The panic that comes when I empty the bowl,
I stuff my mouth and add one more roll.
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