Demons Roam Free
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Descending on this night, a foul
darkness falls like 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.
Werewolves howl, snarl, yelp, and grunt,
evil's on the prowl, on the hunt.
And Hell opens on unhallowed ground,
where creepy crawly things abound.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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