Halloween

A Halloween Poem

By Count Dracallum of Scottishvania

Twas an eerie night on Walder Avenue, when black cats came out to play

and a foggy mist lay on the ground, while the sky was dark and grey.

Roxywolf would howl as Evil Vixen Mel was preparing her ugly treats

And ghastly ghosts and grisly gools would rise to haunt the streets.

Young children of the neighbourhood came searching for sweets galore

But Dracallum was sitting and waiting to scare them at the door!

Our pumpkins were carved and blazing, and the cobwebs filled the windows

and just downstairs, for those who were naughty, we had set up our own set of gallows

Each doorbell was answered with a cry of "trick or treat"

and as is the tradition we gave plenty of lollies to eat

We both enjoyed our October 31st, decorating our scary sanctum

and it won't be the last you see of Vixen Mel and the scary Count Dracallum!