Demons Roam Free
Descending on this night, a foul
darkness flows from the Reaper's cowl.
And shadows conceal the undead,
instilling the living with dread.
On Halloween, demons roam free,
while ghosts go on a haunting spree.
And ghouls claw their way out of graves
as walking dead, and zombie slaves.
As their silhouettes stalk the gloom,
black cats and witches share a broom.
And while vampires morph into bats,
Jack-o'-lanterns get gnawed by rats.
Evil's on the prowl: goblins hunt,
as werewolves howl, snarl, yelp, and grunt,
And monsters trod unhallowed ground,
where creepy crawly things abound.
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