As a cloud hid the moon from the sky
On the night when the witches still fly
I heard the hounds of hell
As I stumbled and fell
And the chill made me fear I would die
I’s brushed of me hat and I’s girded me britches
Looks up to Sire moon and rides high with me witches
With cat on the back we cruised o’er the town
Cacklin’ and cursing’ ‘cos we’ll ne’er drown
They lays in them’s beds while the fear coldly creeps
We’s hunting kiddies tonight and we’s playing’ fer keeps!
the house trembled, groaned, and creaked
a chill ran down my back, and my pulse rate peaked
twas a black inkwell night
devoid of any light
and the creature that was hunting me, could hear my heart beat
Being a werewolf isn't much fun,
a little bit hairy, forgive me the pun.
I'm already howling at the moon
making fair maidens swoon,
and Halloween has barely begun.
Escape is new-birth from the coffin
Revenge it drives me - no stoppin’
I’m finally pain free
And I’m coming for thee
Your brains my love I’ll be chompin’
The battle twixt Biden and Trump
Which way will the votes be dumped?
I'm rootin' for Joe
(Even though he's 'so' old)
'Cause if Trump wins I know I'll throw up!