Around All hallows eve,

The jersey devil does prowl,

Exiting the pine barrens does he,

Looking for unsuspecting humans,

Capturing them before they do flee…

A human is a good meal,

Running his claws up & down their bodies,

Giving them the best massage feel,

They will ever know, just before they die…

Starting with the brain,

Then to the eyes, a delicacy,

He then saves the tongue,

To chop up & mix with the innards,

Taking the human back to his lair,

Allowing it to cure while from his roof it is hung…

So be cautious while traversing the barrens,

This season of the devil belongs only to him,

Also he will be searching for children,

They being for dessert, so tender & full of baby fat,

The little one’s will be found in his curing vat…