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A Killer Halloween...
Darkness lies upon the land
like a chill and clammy hand
No breath does stir, nor fill a breast
Icy cold grips your chest
Eyes strain to see, familiar sights
here on this eve, this hallowed night
Whispers of my victims' voices
ask me why; they were my choices
You were deserving, I holler out
The graven-stones repeat the shout
Now the lonely windy sigh
makes me scream in reply
You did all those nasty deeds
and on your body I did feed
You are now and here immortal
I say to them and I chortle