This night's one you'll share with me

and, while the ghosts all hoot with glee,

we'll party 'til the light of dawn

wipes out the ghoulish shadows spawned

By horrors of this night's events,

With gruesome gargoyle's gross intents

To haunt and harry homestead's path

And steal a place at cosy hearth,

Whilst wicked witch flaunts tattered broom,

Her laughter cackling in the gloom

And spells are cast to instil fear

In every soul that's far and near,

With viper's venom, scorpion crust,

Crushed Raven bones and Devil's dust.

The stench, which wafts from cauldron's depth,

A vicious vapour, stifling breath.

Behold! As midnight chimes the hour,

The cool night air turns thick and sour.

Wing-beats bludgeon frigid breeze

And people pray on bended knees,

While bloodlust creature's dense festoon

Blankets Earth and blocks the Moon

And screams of terror rend the night,

As serpents slither into sight.

Coiling, broiling, in their hordes,

While risen dead reach out towards

Grim Reaper's mean and mighty shroud.

Aloft his steed, he's dour and proud.

His horse's hooves strike cobbled street.

Tonight it's you, he's keen to meet!

And all around, 'things' flail and thresh

Their voices reach a howling cresc...

endo, while we cover heads

And fear the groans from under beds

'Til suddenly, a light breaks through

And sunrise is a welcome cue.

Her warmth descends in valiant quest

To purify night's evil zest.

The howling hasten from her charm,

They fear her light will cause them harm.

And, as he sinks beneath the stones,

Grim Reaper roars in rasping tones...

"Tis just a pause - A small reprieve.

I'll come for you next Hallows Eve!"