W alking out on a moon lit night,
Witness strange things of sound and sight.
Overhead flutters a vampire's bat,
Gleaming eyes stare from a witch's cat.
Curious eyes gazing wide and bright,
Hiding in the shadows from the full moonlight.
Creatures in the dark you do not pat,
Cute or furry it may be a sewer rat.
Along the trial choose the path that is right,
Don't get lost or you'll surely get a fright.
Footprints lead to where something once sat,
All that remains there now is a bloodstained cap.
~ By Adrian Shaw
Published 31st Oct 2005.