If evening falls on graveyard walls far softer than a sigh; if shadows fly the sickled sky, while children toss their heads uneasy in their beds, beware the witch's eye!
If goblins loom within the gloom till playful pups grow terse; if birds give up their verse to comfort chicks they nurse, while children dream weird dreams of ugly, wiggly things, beware the serpent's curse!
If spirits scream in haunted dreams while ancient sibyls rise to plague nightmarish skies one night without disguise, while children toss about uneasy, full of doubt, beware the Devil's lies . . .