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A night macabre

A Transylvanian escapade,
A mummy-fest beyond the grave,
A night macabre, dark as death,
A gruesome hand, a withered leg,
A witches coven, broomstick freaks,
A night of candy, trick or treat.


Blood-curdling screams that ring through the trees,

Telling of witches, ghosts and banshees,

Hot cauldron’s bubbling, mean spells galore,

Warty red spots and wide open sores.

Creepy dead creatures, white sightless eyes,

Beware of the dark on this auspicious night.


A coffin lid casually cast to one side,

The signs are he waits in a graveyard nearby,

He wears a black cape with a lining of red,

His teeth bear the blood of a beautiful neck.

Who might it be, well. three guesses all,

Don’t open the door, it might be - Dracula!


A wild night macabra like never before,

Unspeakable things knock and wait at the door,

It’s a brave soul indeed who answers the bell,

For the welcome that waits is too scary to tell.

Hallowe’en, Hallowe’en, scream if you dare,

But what good will it do? There’s nobody there!


What moved in the shadows, what played with your hair?

It’s a graveyard commotion, a ghoulish affair,

A finger that beckons, ‘come into the woods’,

Keep walking, don’t dawdle, it’s after your blood.

But all that aside, ‘tis a night to believe,

In the fun and the spirit of All Hallows’ Eve.

© Joseph G Dawson
10/10/2018 and earlier



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