The days grow shorter, the nights grow colder
Witches, ghouls, and goblins get bolder.
Thirty days of fun and fright
Building up to one scary night.
Werewolves dance under a gibbous moon
As horrid demons make you swoon.
Skeletons dance on crumbling heaths
Old bones rattling like rotted teeth
Whirling to the macabre song
As ghosts wail and moan along
If you would like to join this merry crew,
There’s just one thing you have to do.