The spooks are out,
the kids run round,
the shrill screams
a chilling sound.

The ghouls will march,
as the shadow grow long,
the spookies will dance,
to the pumpkin god's song.

The fog sets in,
the heart races,
in the light of fear,
the nervous paces.

shivers and terrors,
nightmares given flesh
face up to the ghoulies
attentive and fresh!