The air crackled with anticipation
The ghost and ghouls participation
The full moon rises through the trees
Its light bending for all to see
Vampires and werewolves, goblins and ghouls
Bob the builder with all his tools
Kids dressed up, as scary or fun
Down the street they run, run, run
House to house and door to door
Hands for candy screaming more! More!
But in the shadows of the house at the end
Rustling in the leaves brought from the wind
A shriek rends asunder the evening peace
Pale white, a flock of geese!
The kids giggle and try to act brave
But inside, their mommies did they crave
Running home with loot untold
More candy, then they can hold
But as they surely drift off to sleep
The witching hour, the world does reach
The barrier between the worlds does fail
And for one night only, a ghostly tale.