Woods O' Dreary

Twice upon a town named Eerie, The children stalk the Woods o' Dreary Pale and white as zombies they roam, With teeth like pearls, from their mouths they foam. Watching and waiting they find their prey, On the outskirts of Eerie...fresh blood on their way. How darling they look, at first glance they seem No different than most, 'cept for a twinkle and gleam. Down the cobblestone path they skip and they sing.... "We're the children of Eerie! Tis death we shall bring!" Closer and closer, the travelers they come, Unaware of their fate or what they'll become. Now the children of Eerie that stalk Woods o' Dreary Have the cavalier theory that their victims are weary! As the lamposts grow dim The outcome is slim That the travelers will pass By this haunted wet grass. So they creep and they crawl Then let out their squall! No more travelers you'll see Near the Woods o' Dreary.