June 11, 2008
Ghouls and Goblins come at me with eyes of greed.
Ghosts and Vampires surround me from all sides.
I look around the darkened streets,
All I see is creatures from the dead.
Hastily, I look around frantically
for something to satisfy the monsters appetite.
I run to the door to keep the banshees abbey.
The door is smashed on from the outside,
While the fiends chant.
I see an orange bowl full of sweets.
I dig into it,
Unbolt the door and hurl the tasty morsels outwards.
The creatures encircle the candy,
and leave without a word.
Out of the corner of my eye
I see a group of Trolls marching towards me.

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