Time To Go

You must start moving
Get down off this hill
Maybe you should start proving
You are not intellectually ill.

This is no place to stay
It’s spooky at midnight
You must find a way
To get us out of this night.

The Zombies are gathering
The Ghouls begin to drool.
The Ghosts’ slime is lathering
The Serpents have taken the pool.

It’s time to leave 
And in a hurry
Get moving Steve 
Or you’ll be Monster curry.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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