Lost Halloween Queen

We are at it again Time to lose or to gain Tricking or treating Becomes as fun as flying Shivers run up my spine Oh I wouldn't refuse a glass of wine Witches howling out loud Vampires roaring aloud Craving to see an angel To have with him a story with no sequel I make of myself the night belle Dressed as a loose tinkerbell Blood dripping from my south Snakes pouring from my breath I walk the streets To give tricks or treats! Walking along, I heard a mournful song It was the lone werewolf He gave me not a bluff But sang of his tender heart And how everyone saw only his cruel part Pity overcame me And I gave him my company I hardly knew when I was swallowed Now no more would I walk the road Oh bloody Halloween This year, on your day, I became a lost Queen! Name Anoucheka Gangabissoon Date 13 September 2013 Contest : Everything Halloween

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