Scrambled, boiled or fried ..by Diana

I don’t want to go Halloweening,
The egg at the back boiled dry.
I’ll only end up scrambled,
my brains will all be fried.
I don’t want to go Halloweening,
I don’t want to miss my show,
I have just brought a new Stetson.
As flat as an omelette it will go.
I don’t want to go Halloweening,
I’ll go as white as a ghost,
If I see a witch’s cat,
my cracked shell will be toast.
I don’t want to go Halloweening,
let’s all stay indoors,
Put a great show on the TV,
have humans for dinner instead.
i do not hallow
shallow
thanks to martin luther
all saints and souls
beer and that luigi cake
fathom that lover honey lamb
you to me
am
eh?
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