...a little spooky editing happened on the Homestead,
it all started
Saturday evening...
with the arrival of the White throated sparrow!
when a pine warbler whispered....
it all started
Saturday evening...
with the arrival of the White throated sparrow!
they're coming to get you SONDRRRAAAAA...
* * *
Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y'alls neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpses shell
The demons squeal in sheer delight
It's you they spy, so plump, so right
For although the groove is hard to beat
It's still you stand with frozen feet
You try to run, you try to scream
But no more sun you'll ever see
For evil reached from the crypt
To crush you in it's icy grip
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
ha ha ha ha
PEACE
Every day is a new Adventure.