Halloween Tonight Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Halloween tonight
Tonight I'll rise from the grave that's right.
I'll walk with my friends in an honorable sight.
Not to have fun on this Halloween night.

I don't drink water or beer that's right.
Only blood that will make you shake in fright.
On this Halloween night.

I'LL'cut off an arm or a leg that's right.
Maybe your head to make you a fright.
Only to have you see look like a sight.
Standing with a chainsaw behind you would be a fright.
For it's Halloween tonight.
So do not fall in the graveyard tonight.
I'm here to scare you into a fright.
To make you dead that would be a sight.
So boo it's Halloween tonight!

By harold r hunt sr and larry b zombie