We struggle without words...but

Once a year this night is theirs

Free as ghosts can be

Roaming alleys, corridors, stairs

Rays of darkness nowhere to be found

Hideous to all who stare

But beautiful to each other’s glare

A nibble, a byte, in love all’s fair

Sucking blood from their vains

Can't help they are Monsters.... so unfair

Weird Micky injects her with life

Penetrating her with his willy knife

With every poke an moan a sigh

Then claiming loud, she's alive, ALIVE

Lightening bolts of love a leaping

Embracing a love worth keeping

No silver bullet nor earthly force

Can hinder such a love endorsed

By every AD Monster here

So set aside mortality dear

At least till midnight and again next year!!

Its Ghouls and Goblins no 'living' guests allowed

And headless Chauffeurs to drive us around

Just follow the ghost map to Graveyard Square

The joints a jumpin, all good fun I swear

Then fly sky high on Witch Airways where

The lines are short, no security there!

Just a cold wind Howling

Ghosts a calling

Ha-whooooo.....yippeeee!