It's when you sit alone, Or lay in your bed, That we will be watching, Waiting,Until you get scared. Then we will come, A scratch and a chill, For you will feel goosebumps, Look at the windowsill! Did you see a face? Looking in at you, You know that you did, Beware...you'll turn blue. Is that the wind, Howling at the moon, Or is it a werewolf, That's coming for you? So sit in your chair, Or lay in your bed, Because we'll be there, And you'll be dead!

© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved