MONSTER MASH
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Please join us at a late night bash It’s Halloween's big Monster Mash. On cold asphalt there is nothing finer, We'll join the buzzards at Roadkill Diner. Those scary beasts that terrorize, And spooks that swoop down from the skies, Each acts so mean but has bad luck Beneath the tires of a pick up truck. The ghosts and goblins boo, then frown, As sixteen wheelers mow them down. A wave of carnage fills the roads With piles of kamikaze toads. So there is laid a monster spread Wings and fangs, sometimes a head. So you can come and eat your fill And never never get a bill. There are popped out eyes and battered bats An abundance of black splattered cats. Splintered bones and gargoyle brains Goblin guts and long red veins. That werewolf wearing purple socks Will fill a coffin take out box. An artery that still can spurt Will offer us a fine dessert A prying stick will keep you neat For Monster Mash is "sticker treat." Roll those bones and pick them clean And please come back next Halloween.
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