Serena’s poem this week came from a news story about a child being drowned by their own parent. it’s not an uncommon story…but I’m getting tired and old. I have never been able to understand what drives a parent to kill their kids. I don’t understand why parents abuse their own child either. I have had some issues where I have made mistakes but I am not talking about that. I am talking about the ones that purposely hurt the kids. I don’t understand why.
Innocence is not a reason to hurt. If you can’t handle kids don’t have any. Some people just should not be parents.
the news speaks of another death, a child found in tragedy, and the thought begins that society is breaking down.
perhaps it is but the symptom of the design, a disease of the collective mind. darkness seeping from each corner , so the only ones that see the ones that suffer, are the childlike.
Boys and girls of every age Wouldn’t you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat ’til the neighbors gonna die of fright It’s our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red I am the one hiding under your stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween, Halloween Halloween, Halloween In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song In this town, don’t we love it now? Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise ‘Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something’s waiting now to pounce and how you’ll scream This is Halloween, red and black, slimy green Aren’t you scared? Well, that’s just fine Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night Everybody scream, everybody scream In our town of Halloween I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace I am the who when you call, “Who’s there?” I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween, Halloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween Tender lumplings everywhere Life’s no fun without a good scare That’s our job, but we’re not mean In our town of Halloween In this town, don’t we love it now? Everybody is waiting for the next surprise Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everybody scream Won’t you please make way for a very special guy Our man Jack is king of the Pumpkin Patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now This is Halloween, this is Halloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
My 2 cents –
Okay I will admit that I knew that today’s song had to be This Is Halloween…but I didn’t expect to find this version. I was so excited to see such a fun version.
I am doing #Drawtober and I have been greatly upset about not being able to directly share it here. I am using the Fae Corps Publishing prompts and I will try to post it on here daily in October via the Instagram link.
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