Little bit of Halloween fun.
Under sparkling cresent moon
The vampire and the warewolf roam
The devils and shrikes of the moor
Come tap tap tapping on my door
In gloomy dark and grim attire
Creatures of your worst nightmare
Rise on the eve of all souls night
Leave tomb and grave to walk upright.
Seen in shadows by grim highway
Headless horseman of yesterday
Here ghouls and ghosts walk in time
With zombies risen from noxious slime
And to each door and hall they come
Demanding their yearly due and some
In sugar and fruit we pay
And insure ’till next year they stay away.
© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com 2015