Halloween poem By Samuel

Halloween Poem

By Samuel Eliasen

Halloween is the night of the year,

When the whole country fills with fear.

Kids got all the goodies they could,

The walls of the streets filled with blood.

All the children were obviously fed,

Then suddenly awoke the dead!!!

The dead went past every tombstone,

They went past an orange traffic cone.

20 zombies turned into a fleet,

Walking down the bloody street.

All the kids gave a loud scream,

Then out of nowhere came a red beam.

The red beam was a sniper rifle,

Loaded with gone-off trifle!

He aimed, he shot,

The trifle was scalding hot.

The zombies ran with all their might,

They sure got a hell of a fright!!!!!

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