Skinny orange and black cats Hear their tortured screaming cries Darting about in hordes across the frosty night Fanged and furry little bats twirl and fly
Jack-O-Lanterns grin from the misty shadows In the cemeteries ghosts drift about and moan Black and cruel werewolves gather and howl On the streets gangs of zombies weep and groan
Vampires creep about so pale and cold Hunger burns in their blood red sight Drifting on the air childish voices of hungry ghouls Halloween has arrived on this last October night
When Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in.
It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..