They call him a monster, an insatiable knave
He circles cemeteries for the bodies he craves
His vision is often misconstrued
Some think him an angel to be pursued
His vapor is sickenly sweet
He wraps himself around a victim’s feet
And then so smoothly they think they are saved
Suddenly takes them to join in his grave
By the time he is done with his vicious eating
The mourners are also his meal, completed
If you’re near a tombstone on All Hallows’ eve
Be cautious and don’t believe what you see
This monster disguised is waiting for you
To add flavor and spice to his ghoulish stew.
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Oh so perfect for Halloween
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OMG Cheryl 🙈😱😭
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😂
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Oooooo 👹
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