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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) It was quite a party at the old Spooks house, to a spooktactular Samba they bobbed and bounced. with skeletons banging their big ox-bone drums, and the pumpkins all sang as the witches hummed. Black cats did dine on tuna eyeball stew; wicked Wilma brought her green bat-wing brew. In the attic was held a wondrous broom race and out back was a terrifying zombie maze. Pirates and scarecrows arrived well dressed; judges couldn’t decide whose costume was best. Pumpkin ghouls climbed and played in the trees; giant spiders spun silk and swung there with ease. Greedy young goblins stuffed pockets with snacks as children came by trick-or-treating with sacks. The ghosts did a tango beneath a bright moon and everyone knew it would all end too soon. Just as the moon bid them all nighty-nite, the sun it ascended giving vampires a fright. Home they all flew to their dark coffin beds ‘cause you know, sunlight’s fatal to the undead. Then the party disbanded with bellies all full as among eerie nimbus pranced Taurus the bull. Wilma flew off to the Witches Head nebula; a scarecrow hitched a ride on the broom of Bella. As little Spooks bedded down for the day, hungry skeletons finished off the pumpkin flambé. The bats all fluttered to their bat boxes, high as grandpa Spook waved saying, “Next year, black tie!”
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