The Monster Feast

don't look behind you the monster is there poised to take your life turn around if you dare the hungry starving vampire fangs ready to bite hiding in the darkness in the middle of the night beware of the walking zombie and his vacant stare ready to grab and carry you away we know not where to add there's Frankenstiens monster who could easily snap your neck if you move too suddenly awaits a horror you won't forget and then there's the shadow standing next to your own it's body is invisible and it's presence won't leave you alone watch out for hidden psychopaths waiting in the wings often they are unexpected hidding strange unusual things the witch pretends to be sweeping humming someold durge and the floor she walks is squeeking getting closer she test your nerves the moon is full tonight hidding behind the clouds a walk in the park was ideal until you heard that howl hoof beats in the distance a soldier on a black steed and a misty ghostly image where his heads suppose to be the path that leads you over the bridge where under the troll lives hurry before it gets dark or to the troll your life you'll give alone and in a house no one there but me there's this awful feeling that the house wants me to leave an image in the mirror as evil as can be plotting evil and terror oh wait! that poor soul is me.