Howl About It?

Bones, bones…wake up! wake up!

it’s time to throw on some fresh mold

the Halloween season approaches

as the weather turns death cold

The leaves rustled like dead dry skin

 winds like banshee are beginning to scream

it’s time once again my friend Mrs. Bones

to share in that wild  macabre dream

What’s that you say Mr. Skull?

can this really be true ?

Gorging Georg is throwing the AD bash

and we’re invited too?

Yes, Mrs. Bones so gather up your pet rat

make some of your famous maggot stew

you know the worst of the den will be there

I’ll be make a batch of my best nightmarish goo

I promised that old fool (much older that I)

that we’d howl the word far and wide

so Mr. Skull go fix your cob webs

ahem your old t-bone you better hide

So friends send in your dark words

mix a batch of  your foulest black ink

let’s make Gorging Georg regurgitate

in his rusty old vampire’s sink…