• You run away
    I still chase
    Moaning with every step I make
    You still try to run from me
    But I am to hungry to let go of my prey
    I will chase you through the swamp, and any other place
    Until you get to a dead end. Then your time is up.
    The zombie is there, limping towards you. You go to scream when a heavenly voice calls you

    Boys! Boys!
    Stop playing now!
    By the time you get out
    There will be none left.
    You don't want that!
    Let me fix your broken arm.
    It looks kind of loose.
    It might fall off, and look unreal!
    Be safe tonight! Don't get in trouble!
    Don't torment Tracey!
    I promised her double!

    The boys laugh at their game
    and run inside.
    Getting fixed up, and ready to hunt
    for the houses, that shine in the dark.
    Ready for princesses, and ghouls, and zombies.
    Give you a candy bar, a sucker, or chips.