Halloween approaches,
Creeping toward us,
Like the decomposing remains,
Of the undead,
Rattled and shaken from their place of rest, of what should've been eternal slumber,
But now eternal hunger,
Draws them from enshrined and honored pits within deep and moist and decaying earth,
Drawn by the sweet aroma,
Of candy corn and miniature snickers,
Milky way and skittles too,
But in the end,
Their only appetite,
Is for me and you,
Happy Halloween.