The Ghoul Club

Dancing and prancing around and around.
     They came in droves to Halloween town.
Laughing and joking they all came to sing.
     and all brought a handbell that each one would ring.
 
This is the ghoul's club and we all belong.
     Said one little ghoul who looked like King Kong!
Cemeteries North, South, East and West we've flown from tonight
     Just to be a part of this horrible plight.
 
We've all come long ways to sing our favorite song.
     And the way we all feel, we can do no wrong!
Each has their handbell to ring different notes.
     But when we start singing, we sound like froggies that croaks.
 
Your ears will tingle with each woeful sound.
     As we go a flying on the Merry-Go-Round.
What shall we sing and which bells will we ring?
     This is the question that the ghoul club did bring.
      
The concert had started when the caskets arrived.
     Each ghoul was startled at the little surprise.
They clammered and hurried to find the right one.
     He could lay down in and have him some fun.
 
The ghoul club started howling like banshees in the night.
     Of course that's what they were, so don't be afright.
They ended the concert and got ready to leave.
      Each one in their casket in traffic did weave!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Moribund Avatar
November 5, 2009 at 9:39 AM
Dear Marty (not Andy...sorry!): I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed reading this poem...AWESOME!!!. Yours truly: Sheol
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October 6, 2009 at 2:20 PM
funny, I am enjoying your works today, welcome to the soup.
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October 2, 2009 at 5:31 AM
Thank you for entering my contest Martin. Love, Carol
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