The Devil Danced At Midnight

THE DEVIL DANCED AT MIDNIGHT The devil danced at midnight beneath a waning moon with his minions before him, twas a sight to make one swoon. He pranced in jubilation, then capered with a shout, his arms flailed like a windmill as his legions danced about. He cursed the God of heaven, the demon horde gave tongue. He vowed to steal each mortal soul, every single one. But first a plan was needed to carry out the deed, some way to blind humanity so no danger was perceived. "Our appearance must be winsome, our ways seem as a lark, we mustn't ever let them know our agenda is so dark." "Let's make for them a holiday, the best they've ever seen, we'll give it to their children and we'll call it Halloween." "They'll dress as little goblins, as pirates and as ghouls, they'll have parties in their churches and one at every school." "They'll beg adults for candy while they roam from street to street, dressed as little monsters as they shout out trick or treat." "How can there be real devils if it's just a game they play, no one will believe in us, that's how we'll win the day." "We'll confuse these hapless mortals, in God they'll have their doubts, they'll all be dead and buried ere they know what we're about." "And if they die in mortal sin well then my friends we've won, they'll spend eternity with us, every single one."