It's Halloween in virtual Torn City.
No children to scare, more the pity.
For dark of night and the full moon bright
Is the time most young'uns cower in fright.
Is that a branch on window making hair stand on end
Or the long sharp claws of Duke and friend.
Head under covers to scared to look,
Ears pricked for the sound of his hook,
That surely will pull the sheet from the head,
Wishing now you'd checked under the bed.
For Duke comes around for only one reason,
To gather child bones during Halloween season.
No children to scare, more the pity.
For dark of night and the full moon bright
Is the time most young'uns cower in fright.
Is that a branch on window making hair stand on end
Or the long sharp claws of Duke and friend.
Head under covers to scared to look,
Ears pricked for the sound of his hook,
That surely will pull the sheet from the head,
Wishing now you'd checked under the bed.
For Duke comes around for only one reason,
To gather child bones during Halloween season.