The house is haunted and crooked it stood
so scary the face upon rocks and the wood,
Sharpen its teeth on wie little bones
Our crawl in the dark its face you will see
When it snatches your soul,
and you wonder in silence o who could it be?
Fog, strange frightening sounds.
Squinting and huffing and turning around.
Steps in blood across the yard on mounds,
Calling you digging underneath the ground.
It's fake I know! Nothing is real.
Slightly in reach and the closer it came,
The fog surrounded and covered my frown.
A body of fear with a heart to pound.
Slightly I saw and I hate that I seen,
Man! Their laughing and scary and mean.
they mocked my scream and started to dance,
And after that they started to sing.
Tricks and laughs are part of the treat and if its good
We will gobble and eat.
I felt ashamed upon bit little things I forgot ok!
Its HALLOWEEN!
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