Hallowe'en Feast 8 comments

13 Oct 2005 @ 07:36, by Marissa A Spencer Hallowe’en Feast Strange things happen on Hallowe’en With few survivors of things unseen You dare to explore the woodland trails Ignoring the legends and scary tales Hill and dale and wraithlike trees You start to get wobbly in the knees What were you thinking anyway? It all seemed fine,during the day... The dark river wove into the night Billowing mists shut out the light Creatures now walk, not man, nor beast To gather and eat a ghastly feast Rotted dead wander to seek you out It won’t save you to scream or shout They can see you in the darkness now Your running won’t matter anyhow You stand frozen in terror all alone Stuck to the spot like a standing stone They circle you to pick their favorite part Your neck, your gizzard, liver or heart? They smell so bad you almost choke Is this a dream or some cruel joke? Have you been doomed to such a fate? To end up on some zombie’s plate? You start to sing an old folk song They start to hum as it goes along Then they begin to do a ghoulish dance Spinning and grinning in a Zombie trance You sing faster and they go wild Totally lost in the music beguiled The Zombie’s Ball is in full sway Slipping into the night, you get away They say if you wander ‘round Hallow’s Eve By the dark river, you’d better leave Only the foolish would so tempt fate For if you hear the humming, it’s too late! © October 12, 2005 Marissa A Spencer

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