Dracula Waits for Trick or Treaters

Dracula polished his gravestone until it gleamed at midnight.
He visited the grocery store, but fit in with them all right
Other people were wearing costumes, it was Halloween
No one realized he was not, so he was not really seen.

He bought all kinds of goodies for trick-or-treaters and waited.
Inside the graveyard gates, this cannot be overstated.
No one came to trick-or-treat, people don’t go there at night often.
So Dracula took the treats back to his eagerly waiting coffin.
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