So what if he was hungry?
No one cared, no matter how much he bitched and moaned
And yet he expected her to do something about it
Couldn’t he tell she was hungry as well, and when she was hungry she became a monster.
Kettle was soon bubbling, releasing yummy smells into the air. She was gonna eat well tonight, she was!
Don’t fear the reaper was a phrase that didn’t make sense
Reaper represented death, the end, that’s all folks
Everyone should be fearful. They should be scared witless.
And that’s why he was so confused at the moment
Didn’t these people understand he was the real thing, especially on Halloween?
Bashful with a dash of humility was his favorite drink
Leaving him sated every time he partook of that sweet nectar
Under the moonless sky, he would go out for a pint or two
Fortune smiled when he found a sweet young insecure thing looking for tall, pale, and handsome
Finding a dark spot to sip her vitality, he never saw the wooden stake till it was too late
She scooped out the contents of her soon-to-be jack-o-lantern
Copious amounts of sticky wet goop went plop as it was deposited into the garbage
Releasing a scent that wasn’t as fowl as she had anticipated as the knife cleaned the sides
After a bit more grunt work, the task was finished
Putting her candle inside, the glow from the eyes and mouth gave the room a ghoulish glow
Emmet said he never used his head, so she was happy to use it for him
Can’t believe that gross internet myth
Really? You’ll eat a dozen spiders as you sleep over your lifetime?
And to disprove this point I set up a video camera to record me sleeping
Watching the video, and we can see here that…wait, four, five, what the!!!!!!
Love of all that is holy! I’m going to be…
Outside, the darkness was pierced by the full moon
Making the fallen leaves look hauntingly surreal
It was then we she heard the sound of something approaching
Nearer it got, the faster it seemed to be moving, the louder it became, the harder her heart beat
Old primal fears rose from the depths of her hindbrain. She began to flee the sound
Undulating ground eventually caught her foot causing her to sprawl to the ground
Still, the sounds were getting closer, faster, louder.
Hoping they wouldn’t find you as you snuck into the graveyard.
It might be foolish to go there during a zombie apocalypse, but…
Days had gone by since it had started. This might be the safest place.
Except you didn’t expect there would be late risers!
Francis sharpened his knife for like the twelfth time. Tomorrow would be Halloween, and it would finally be his time. It had taken him weeks of sacrifice to be ready. His guests wouldn’t be expecting what he was planning.
Suddenly goosebumps caused his arm hairs to stand at attention. He used the knife to trim them. Yeah, it was sharp enough. It would part flesh with ease. He couldn’t wait to carve his way into infamy.
Francis put another brisket into the smoker and wondered if cutting into that would feel the same as… Well, he would see tomorrow night.
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Cutting out the little pieces of paper
Ronald began arranging them
As he did, he thought of Alexa
Finding this would give her a lot of hope
Though it would be more bittersweet
You would think a ransom note would bring a bit more joy
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Slipping behind the unsuspecting teenagers
Catching them totally flatfooted
As I swing my ax in a gleeful arc
Red blood squirting everywhere
Even blinding me for a moment. I panic and wipe it away
Damn, that was a frightening moment for me.
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