As a good host should do, a guess coming through the main doors should be announced by titles and grace no matter how ghoulish they appear after a hell of a trip to get here.
Some of them pictures you can see at FBI most wanted at post-offices and churches banning edicts. More you have...higher the rank!
PS. PeeWee is the only one banned from Hell.

Bound By Incantations, Poetess Victoria...
The Dark Pestilence of Romance and a Witch,
Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations
doesn’t nothing when confronted but to bitch,
brothers…all of you need to watch her nails!
they aren’t made for weak hearts with a itch.

The absent libidinous elongatus hard erectus
Sir Richard which’s meeting with a cold fish,
can’t for the moment offer his cantankerous
although well schooled if venomous quill,
will he be missed by all the ignoramus plebe
or they will laugh themselves sick ‘cos of him?

Sorry to say that our dear stoolpigeon brother
couldn’t hold his tongue, he was only a snitch,
that in the first night of the Castle’s bacchanal
elected a meat-grinder as the place for sleep
with the Zombie Bride operating the handle
the last we heard was a long long PeeWeeeeee!

We saw no camel coming, nor the foul smell,
the most stranger of all the strangers things…
it was out of Arabian Nights water pipes tales
seeing more crazy than a Dervish, a Bedouin!
coming party crashing most surely uninvited
screaming see?! “I am Emile!” “I am Emile!”

Zola one day was loudly shouting “J’accuse!”
because Ma had popped out Ed Jersey Devil
in the middle of New Jersey toxic swamps
not with a smile but with that disgusting grin,
like a meowing cat on the roof ducking shoes,
that lil’brother to be neuter is what he needs!

Going to the west where all the grapes grow,
the winos in California sure they have a Queen
a sweet two-timing sister that sides with Ma,
like to be called “the purring kitten Tiger Lily”
but remember, she has more twist than a pretzel,
can’t learn new tricks, but oh boy! She can teach!