Are We Whining

I walked up the sidewalk to the front door That had a welcome mat. The doorbell I rang was kind of flat. I saw Frankenstein peeking through a Window slat. The man who answered the door wore a Tall black hat. Good evening. Oh drat! The skeletons are doing the head pat, Our hunchback is a brat Who needs medical attention stat, Casper the friendly ghost some how Stepped on the cat Which put it in trama now we are using Wolfman to catch the rat, The gypsy can't believe where she is at, All the zombies fell in to the witch's vat, This brought the witch that was flying to A Stop with a splat. As for old Dracula he keeps saying what? The mummy took a swat At the bat Who was chasing the gnat Out of the biggest flat I have ever seen. The spider's webs were Made out of some good looking tat As on it they sat Looking at me as if I could make them fat. Nice chat. I said suddenly remembering my folks Didn't know where I was at. Imagine that. I knew it was time to scat.