Chris Conwell, poet. HALLOWEEN Has a spell on you. A haunted scroll is coming your way. Live zombies can eat you up. Living critters under your bed don't look under or they'll eat your head. One is one two is two three is the ghostly scheme i've set for you. Witches fly across the night sky. Extending witches coming down from the night sky going into your bedroom or into your eye. Empire of darkness two by four at night they come out knocking on your door. Never doing the nice things that you do always destroying as you knew.