The Halloween wind starts to blow
The weatherman says 80 percent rain and snow
The covers pulled up to my head
Too ghastly out, I fear to tread
By some mystery power I head out in the rain
In the distance I hear the howl of a train
The cold I can feel to the bone
The wind try's to cover a witch's moan
Ghouls and goblins spirits fill the air
Children on a mission with only one care
CANDY, CANDY a sugar delight
Out to possess it this Halloween night
10/31/2014
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