the bleak autumn sun began to wither
casting dark dancing shadows fro and hither
pale grey skies darken to night
summoning evil horrors seeking to fright
the bitter winds bite and howl
as demons and devils begin their prowl
along empty deserted streets they seek
stalking lost souls, the infirm, the meek
sniffing and smelling, searching the air
they hunt for traces of their human fare
finally they find the spoors of prey
a hapless kid named Leslie McKay
poor lost child stayed out too late
apparently oblivious of a horrid fate
walking the damp streets all alone
attempting to find the shortest way home
the creatures of night being to close in
much too eager for their feast to being
frightened Leslie screamed and tried to run
but the ghouls would not be denied their morbid fun
they scratch and claw and rip and tear
and sink their fangs into flesh so bare
frenzied ghasts devour the child’s tender flesh
and guzzled sweet crimson blood that ran so fresh
finally, at last, they end their brutal meal
and into crisp midnight’s fog slowly steal
smile, dark wraiths, through teeth they clench
and revel in death’s vile stench
copywrite roll for initiative 2006
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