Spook
Tackling the afterlife
What a goolish party to crash.
What do they do up there?
On days where ghosts might dash
The Traffic jam must be intense
Costumes flying to and fro.
Do they head to earth to watch
Us earthlings make a show?
I haven't got a thing to wear
Suitable for this fine occasion.
Angels laugh and God says "HEY!"
It won't take much persuasion.
Just dress as you do in the clouds
But add a bit of spark.
If you leave the sky to fly
You don't want to scare or bark.
Pick up the giggle water
Champagne works the best.
Dance to Michael's Thriller
That will put your mind to rest.
No peace or rest for the wicked
This day was made for us.
We are Halloween by definition
Tonight we can scare and cuss!
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