All Hallows’ Eve


The Costumed Army Paul Curtis


It’s here again That day we all dread When once more We fear the rise of the dead


But fear not  Our salvation is at hand We shall be saved By an unlikely Band


So be assured  When the time is near Ghosts and ghouls Will all quake in fear


When night falls All the undead will cower Trembling in awe  Come the witching hour


As armed with sacks Our great costumed army Will roam the streets To drive the evil spirits barmy


So to protect yourselves Keep a proper payment handy When the costumed army Come knocking for some candy





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