Halloween, night of the dead,
Don't be scared and hide under your bed.
As should we fail in scaring the ghouls away,
Forever in your home they will play.
Creative Corner, it's time to party !
Lot's of chocolates and chewy toffee,
Here comes Jules dressed as the devil,
With him ghouls will not meddle.
Elle Macs dress could not get much higher,
And Lin glows like a funeral pyre,
Footsteps tap long into the night,
Those ghosts are going to get such a fright.
PoeticWarrior is dressed in black with sharp white fangs,
Gazing up at a moonlit tree, where Tee Hee hangs,
Shrieks of laughter escape from their lips,
Here comes Idj all tartan, zips and whips.
Ghouls and Ghosts fly off into the night,
Gone for a year to return on a Ryan air flight,
expensive wines and malt whisky flow,
Dawn approaches, time to go.