In the dead of night
All spooky things come onto the scene
Creeping up behind you
To wreak havoc in your dreams
Zombies rise up out of the grounds
Of the cemetery making low grumbling sounds
Male corpses escort their brides
Down the darkened street
With worms and insects crawling out of their heads
And all over their feet
Vampires break open their coffins
Turn into bats and begin to fly
In search of the fresh smell of blood
That they consume of which they can’t deny
Frankenstein awakens on the experiment table
Knocks his creator out cold
Then he embarks on a journey to haunt people and to let
His true scare tactics unfold
Black cats come out of dead end corners
Stroking on lookers with bad luck
Diminishing all good spirits
To fade away into the dust
Black crows start flying out
In pitch black skies
Ready to strike
At all the curious little eyes
Werewolves creep out from
Within the depths of the forest
If any piece of human flesh walks by the hunger of these creatures
Won’t cease to flourish
Demons sneak into the souls
Of numerous individuals alike
To start a spiritual war putting them through
Extreme anguish throughout the night
Ghosts start haunting empty rooms
Rats crawl from left to right
Ravens sit on top of scarecrows screeching
Leaving the whole neighborhood in fright
Owls hoot loudly while
Sitting on tree branches
Warlocks come flying on their pitchforks that Lucifer gave them
Before he was dropped from Heaven’s stances
Mummies awaken from
Their Egyptian tombs
Wrapped up in several bandages
Expelling decaying bodily fumes
Gargoyles erupt shedding
Their skins of stone
Any signs of mercy
They will not condone
Witches boiling cauldrons of poison
To give to dumb and blind pedestrians
Headless horseman lurk around
Installing fear into grade A thespians
When all of these creatures unite from east to west
You don’t stand a chance prepare to meet your death
By Glenn McCrary
© 2009 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
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