Spooky      

It was a dark and stormy night
Too wild for any man
Lightning flashed, thunder crashed,
Strange events began.

The house was bathed in moonlight
And while the household slept
Something stirred in the underworld,
And in the darkness crept -

It's Spooky!

On the stroke of midnight
There was madness in the air,
The breath of life cut like a knife
Into a vacant stare.

Lifeless limbs began to move,
Tugging captive strings.
While no-one heard, passions stirred,
Bewitched imaginings -

It's Spooky!

The clock has stopped its ticking
Time is standing still
Staring eyes and stifled cries
Are free at last, until -
The power of this magic
has fulfilled its spell.
Puppets glanced entranced and chanced
that no-one could foretell -

It's Spooky!

When the party's over,
And a freedom so sublime
They return and wait in a frozen state
For a moment held in time.
Their secret lasts forever,
Time has sealed their fate.
Until the power of the thirteenth hour
patiently they wait -

It's Spooky!

Spooky!

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