As this year's Halloween is drawing closer, I decided to write a small poem in honour of the supernatural beasties that fill our collective imagination around this time...
Halloween is the time of year
When spooky things come round
But calm down and quell your fear
Some weaknesses abound
The perils of lycanthropy
Like howling, teeth and fur
Can be immensely hard, you see
Especially near silver
Vampirism is much the same
A perilous state of blight
But beware, you sons of Cain
Exposure to sunlight
Zombies also have their issues
Like maggots or gangrene
And rotting of their fleshy tissue
Causes stenches too obscene
Mummies, too, are not immune
Despite their immortal state
Bandages and dusty tombs
Don't help their rotting fate
Witches choose to curse with spells
But don't escape scott-free
Cooked in ovens or drowned in wells
Soon ends a witching spree
Giant trolls with yellow jaws
That gnaw and crunch on bone
Are scary, and with good cause
But sunlight makes them stone
Goblins, gremlins and other imps
Are vicious but small and weak
Break their limbs and make them limp
Home to their cavernous peak
So have no fear, enjoy this feast
And pay these things no mind
For the most terrible, frightening beast
Is most certainly humankind
this is awesome!
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