Garlic Heads Crash Halloween Party
the jack-o-lanterns were infuriated.
The ghosts and goblin mad.
garlic heads had crashed the party.
Halloween this year was sad.
How dare they show up again
With sloppy ink on their weird faces.
They cannot just come in here right?
Asked a vampire named Aces.
They are already in, the jacks said,
Feeling angry and upset.
The garlic heads are smelly.
They will stink this place up yet!
The werewolfs tried to get them to leave
By biting off their heads.
Now the smell was worse than ever.
We are leaving said all of the un-deads.
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