[[[THE HALLOWEEN DEN]]] Community Group
WELCOME TO [[[THE HALLOWEEN DEN]]] !!!THE GROUP THATS BEEN ESPECIALLY CREATED FOR ALL HALLOWEEN N SPOOKS FANS ALIKE BE IT YOU ONLY CELLABRATE [ONE MONTH A YEAR] OR [YEAR ROUND] THIS IS THE PLACE FOR YOU!!!!!, THE AIM IS FOR BEING A FUN N SAFE CALMING GROUP TO SHARE WITH OTHER LIKE MINED SOULS [[ALL OUR SPOOKY INTERESTS IN HALLOWEEN N BEOND]]! ...
TAKE A PIECE OF HAY THATS STACKED WAY UP HIGH
SOME MUDDY SOIL FROM A SCARECROWS THIGH
THE PEEL FROM A JACK-O-LANTERN SAT IN A FIELD..
DROP IN A FEW EYE-BALLS AND A SEVERED-HAND
HUMAN-BONES AND SOME SPIDERS-WEB
A FEW DROPS OF BLOOD HERE AND THERE
AND A FAT WARTED-TOAD...
SOME SLIMMY-FROGS WITH ALL THERE LEGS
A COUPLE OF FLIES AND A PIGGIES-HEAD
GIANT RAT-CLAWS AND SOME PIGEONS POOH
WITH A LOT OF POISON AND A SPELL OR TWO
SO TO HELP THICKEN THE WITCHES-BREW...
ALL PLACED INSIDE HER GIANT POT
THAT BOILS AND BUBBLES AND SOMETIMES [PLOPS]
THEN LEFT TO SIMMER FOR [24]! SO TO FEED 2000 GHOULS OR MAYBE MORE...
FOR THE [31ST] BRINGS OUT SCARY THINGS
WHICH LOVES TO MAKE US HUMANS SCREAM
BECAUSE TODAY IS [[[HALLOWEEN]]]
SO TRICK-OR-TREAT! TRICK-OR-TREAT! TO ALL MY FRIENDS
FOR LET US PRAY THIS DAY OF THRILLS WILL NEVER END!...
THE CACKLING GROANING BROOM THATS FAST , HOLDS THE ANCIENT WITCHES ASS
WHILE TAKEING FLIGHT DURING NIGHTLY SLUMBER, AS THE ANCIENT WITH SPITS OUT SPELLS OF LIGHTENING THUNDER.
THE CACKLING GROANING BROOM THATS FAST, TAKE THE ANCIENT WITCH TO THE HUMAN PATH, DARTING INBETWEEN EACH TREE IN SEARCH OF FINDING HUMAN PEE.
THE CACKLING GROANING BROOM THATS FAST , IS IN THE WITCHES TIGHTLY GRASP, NOW HEADING HOME WITH SUPER SPEED SO TO GIVE OLE FRANKIE BOY HIS GLASS OFF PEE.
THE CACKLING GROANING BROOM THATS FAST, IS THROWN APON THE ANCIENT WITCHES MUD SLAT GRASS...
BY: DC THE GROUPS FOUNDER! FOR ALL MY FRIENDS...
ITS LATE AND WE ARE SLEEEPY,
THE AIR IS COLD AND STILL.
OUR JACK-OR-LANTERN GRINS AT US
APON THE WINDOW SILL.
WERE STUFFED WITH CAKE AND CANDY
AND WE VE HAD ALOT OF FUN,
BUT NOW ITS TIME TO GO TO BED
AND DREAM OF ALL WE VE DONE...
WE LL DREAM OF GHOST AND GOBLINS
AND OF WITCHES THAT WE VE SEEN
AND WE LL DREAM OF TRICK-OR-TREATING
ON THIS [ HAPPY HALLOWEEN ]...
AND MOAN LIKE WITCHES AND SCREECH LIKE CATS,
AND JUMP LIKE GOBLINGS AND THUMP LIKE ELVES ,
AND ALMOST MANAGE TO SCARE OURSELVES...
THEY DONT DANCE AND THEY DONT SING.
THEY DONT HAVE HAIR,
THEY DONT MEOW,
THEY DONT LOOK MUCH LIKE A COW.
THEY JUST SIT AROUND ALL DAY,
OUT IN THE FIELD AMONG THE HAY,
SOMETIMES THEY GATHER BY STABLE,
SOMETIME THEY END UP ON THE KITCHEN TABLE.
BUT WHAT BRINGS A PUMPKIN TO FULL LIFE,
IS A GUIDED HAND AND A CARVING KNIFE...
THE PLUMPEST SORT THEY SELL.
WE NEATLY SCOOPED THE INSIDE OUT,
AND ONLY LEFT THE SHELL.
WE CARVED A FUNNY FUNNY-FACE,
OF SILLY SHAPES AND SIZE.
A POINTY NOSE, A JAGGERED MOUTH,
AND TWO ENORMOUS EYES.
WE SIT IT IN THE WINDOW AND PUT A CANDLE IN,
AND LIT IT UP FOR ALL TO SEE [ OUR ] JACK-O-LANTERN GRIN...
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