Halloween Bedtime

It’s a quarter to twelve.
All is most quiet.
In just fifteen minutes,
there will be a riot.

The ghosts and the goblins
will rise in the mists,
and ghoulish vampires
look for victims to kiss.

A werewolf’s howl is heard
throughout the dark night
sending waves of goose bumps
and cold chills of fright.

Headless horsemen will ride
on missions of gore.
Great monsters are roaming,
while witches will soar.

It’s the bewitching hour
on All Hallow’s Eve.
Tonight in my nightmare
there’ll be no reprieve.

Mom tucked me in my bed
a few hours ago.
I still can’t go to sleep
for these visions of woe!

If I dare close my  eyes
to get me some rest
the thing in my closet
will jump on my chest!

My eyelids are heavy!
I don’t want a scare!
But, I won’t go to sleep
I’ll sit here and stare!

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