Bump in the night

 

...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....

               
                                   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

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

The foulest stench is in the air

The funk of forty thousand years

And grizzy ghouls from every tomb

Are closing in to seal your doom

And though you fight to stay alive

  

Your body starts to shiver

For no mere mortal can resist

The evil of the thriller...

ha ha ha ha

Have a safe Halloween. 

Lyrics From the Thriller 

PEACE

Every day is a new Adventure.