October Old World Country Comforts
Screams of terror fill in the cracks
Of ancient crumbling castle rocks
Everyone enjoys old world accommodations
Hotels are always cheap but at full capacity
Cries for help escape into the black
Dungeons are open to the public at a price
Faceless creatures slash your back with whips
Purple slime runs down the chamber walls
Chains rattle out a warning for more agony
Snakes crawl with venom for the vital parts
Spiders fill heads with freshly hatched eggs
Flesh eating insects begin to feast
Bacteria wait in line to get the best
No reservations needed in October
You are their favorite trick and treat
The man with a limp comes in twitching
Sharp red eyes bleeding gains attention
Wielding an ax garners more
The hump adds character to the festivities
There will be no beds turned down tonight
What is one more murder more or less
Relax, enjoy the evening and a cigarette
You are our guest. You are next
Our apologies for the mess
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