Something spooky this way comes
Hand on heart and fists on drums
Calling all to come and play
On this the sacred hallowed day
Goblins, ghosts and things unfair
Wraiths and phantoms fill the air
Riding forth on wings of night
Makes mere mortals run in fright
As the witching hour chimes in the high church bell
The doors are opened down to hell
Trick or treat the children cry
Dressed in costumes of times gone by
Not knowing what now walks unseen
Along with them on Hallowe’en