HALLOWEEN IS SOON TO BE HERE
BLACK CATS CROSS ROADS, GHOSTS SEEM TO FLOAT,
SCARECROWS LINGER HERE; ITS TIME FOR HALLOWEEN CHEER.
THE CHILDEREN WILL BOB FOR APPLES AND,THE
CORN WILL SHED IT'S TASSELS OF GOLDRN HAIR;
THE GRAVEYARDS WILL BE DARK AND, DREARY AND,
SOMEWHAT SCARY..... SO I SAY TO THE CHILDEREN
"BE WEARY" IT'S SUCH A SPOOKY TIME
"BEWARE OF WITCHES IN FLIGHT"JACKO'LANTERNS SIT AROUND ALL FUNNY FACED AND, FROWNED; WHILE
GOBS OFCANDY IS GIVEN OUT "DON'T SIT HOME ITS TIMETO GET UP AND, GO "DON'T BE AFRAID"YOU SEE
HALLOWEEN IS A TIME FOR YOU AND ME."
I have no tommorrow ; in the house of sorrow
I feel such sadness its like pure madness.
sometimes, I just sigh and, wish I could die
living in the house of sorrows there will never
be a tommorrow;
They all say you'll get better someday, with all
the shrinks you see you and, all the drugs
you take; you'll get help someway.
When all ghosts and gobbolins are to be seen;
when graves move it seems so cool; and to your
surprise the dead will rise;
When pumpkins orange and bight, give their light
at night; by the brightness of the moon.
Mona
II'm dreaming of the wolf;his fur is black;and gray
with golden strands of light; he is such a handsome
creature but, more so at night.
In my dreams I hear him running after me; in search
of me; day and, night. I hear his heart beating
and him panting as he moves swiftly out of sight.
I feel his fur is so nice to touch;
I want to hold him so much;i if only Ihad his trust;
Even though your afar I dream of you being near.
I'm just wanderind where your at and, when you'll
be here.
Mona
This is the tale of the errie vampire it sheds
it's cdark cloak; and watches from afar as
to say you will be my next hidden disire.
IN the desolate dark hours of the night Icome
alone. I taste your blood type unknown.Don't
be afraid I'm only the undead; Iexist in a world
of horror. to some I'm just another errie vampire..
Mona
The rain is falling down lightly to the ground;
At first it's light mist; then it's slowly dripping
down; then comes the heavy trickling as it surfaces
to the ground.; the rain falleth down.
Mona
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