They come out of the Drain
Pour into the Basin
They scatter all About
Without any Hasten
They crawl every which Way
With no rhyme or Reason
To give us all a Scare
This Halloween Season
It get's ugly from Here
Because now you will Itch
When the creep in your Hair
By the spell of the Witch
Run away as you Try
You will never get Far
You will always be Trailed
By the odd and Bazaar
Scream as loud as you Can
Forget what has been Seen
Live your life in Fear
This Happy Halloween