All you witches and wizards listen close,
Because I promise this is not a hoax.
There is a night most sacred of which,
When the moon shines bright down the deepest ditch.
All the gruesome and ugly come out to play,
And get candy for scaring little kids away.
But alas as the dawn breaks,
All supernatural must make hast.
But do not worry, do not fear,
You can always look forward to next year.