sitting up upon
the
blueberry hill of daffodils
was
the
old jack-o-lantern
if you will
just snickering
inside of his  
tantalizing orange skin
while
he
portrayed a wicked whiskey smile
or
just a tight Cheshire cat grin
and
he would greet you
with
a very low spooky - how do you do?
thus
his wicked
bloodshot eyes
traps you into the evil zone
oh what wicked way
we come
on
this
creepy and spooky Halloween night
while
we
gently
whistled pass all of the graves
upon the hill