The Good Old Screams

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Happy Halloween Folks.

The Good Old Screams.

Darkness from all around crept,
And into the deathly cold mist of October filled,
Fallen leaves scattered and by the earth eaten,
Evening predators big and small out their holes crawled.
Through the mist they passed,
Big sacks upon their back they carried,
Blood dripping spears and swords some carried,
Some zombies had knives through their neck and head pierced.
Darkness followed wherever they went,
Nightly flowers of weeds in fear drooped,
The scary owl to scare them aloud booed,
But seeing their looks into the dept of night flown in fear.
Darkness all around the alleys spit, silence,
Even their footsteps silence consumed,
And their footprints by dark gloomy mist erased,
Fear, ahead and behind, above and below them danced.
The wolf from the cloak of darkness came,
Breaking silence at them he howled,
And when seen them as the devils of the night,
In fear and respect bowed and left.
The glow worms hearing the wolf woke,
And came around the walking devils to see,
The eyes of evil in first hand in their little glow,
But from their view to an alley those walking devils turned.
The corner house where a glowing pumpkin welcomed,
All of them with a permanent devilish smile,
Those devils hard at the door knocked,
And to the fear of all screamed, “Trick Or Treat”.
The door opened and into their sacks fell,
Gold and silver coated candies that made them smile,
With smiles as evil as the rotting pumpkin they walked,
Walked to the next door with the same old screams.
Oh’ they know not up above and in between clouds sat,
The real devils by real Angels kept away,
For just this night when little fake devils can scream the good old scream,
“Trick Or Treat”.

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