Night-Dark-Black-Happy-Sad

Behold the NIGHT of dread is upon us No one knows the route of this scary bus The thing that’s evident there is evil Some are dragged on some went without a fuss DARK are the insides scary forms around Each window closed to contain all the sound There will be screaming and rackling shackles Attempts at escape the ones that are bound BLACK shrouded figures walk from seat to seat Making sure hands are tied shackles on feet Told all to relax don’t make things harder They will be serving a sweetened blood treat The only ones HAPPY on this blood hunt Are the capturers that speaks with a grunt They laugh and tease making everyone sweat Wondering what happens over the mount The feeling of gloom makes the captured SAD To be captured and herded made them mad They hollered so loud police came on board And rescued them all o boy were they glad For Craig's contest: NIGHT DARK BLACK HAPPY SAD