It’s Halloween, the ghosts are out there,
It’s Halloween, the rats do scamper,
It’s Halloween,
It’s Halloween,
Beware.

What do you do on Halloween?
You hide, you hide,
And hope you won’t be found.

For if you are found,
You will die,
Your soul will be chopped,
Into thousands of pieces,
And flung over the graves of the dead.
The dead will then rise,
And feast on the living
And eat the live flesh,
Of your family and friends.

Now the only way to get out of this mess,
Is to do one of two things:
The first is to dress up as one of the dead,
And then go to you neighboring houses.
The second is harder, but more to my liking,
And that is to go to Hampshire.
-Aaron E-J