Midnight on Halloween is magic
Witches on brooms, bats in the attic
Gastly Spirits fly high overhead
Vampires you know are the undead

Trick or treaters long gone home
The streets free for the ghosts to roam
Witches flying high on their brooms
Moonwalker croons his screechy tunes

He's so full of mischief on this night
This feline can give you a bad fright
Make sure he doesn't cross your path
Cause you don't want to feel his wrath

Be inside when the clock strikes twelve
Cause into this horror you mustn't delve
But if you venture out into the night
Beware of the deady vampire's bite

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