
Waking up the spiders.
Digging up the graves.
Singing for the dead,
Decorating the ave.
Stepping on the dead grass,
Screaming, "HALLOWEEN!".
Opening the dungeons,
To make the city scream!
Looking for the coffins.
Hiding garlics found.
Waiting for the message,
From the people underground.
Checking the attendance,
Of all that brake and kill,
Judging their abilities,
And most of all their skill.
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