A Halloween Party

Frankenstein, my friend, was in his prime
he was feeling content and so very sublime
It was dark, and all of his guests were so small
at last, finally, he felt, maybe he'd found his call

He sidled up next to a gloomy-gus Dracula
gave him a nudge and a gentle pat on the scapula
"You know, Vlad, I really like it 'round here
so smile a little, it's fun, be of good cheer!"

The count said he needed something to eat
but on bloodless Skittles and Nerds he was not so sweet
So Frank wandered around, said hi to the witch
chatted with Mr Wolf hanging out in the kitch

little goblins and princesses down below his knees
were besprinkled and busily buzzing like bees
passing candy to each other and looking in bags
giggling and laughing with zigging and zags

Mr Stein, as they called him, tightened bolts on his neck
and smiled down toward them and did a head check
Yes it looked like they were all accounted for
then he heard another delightful ring at the door

"I'll get it!" he cried and he strode cross the room
careful not to step on the little witch's brooms
he opened the door to a hale "trick or treat!"
and ten more tiny goblins appeared at his feet

"Come on in!" he said, "I need your help, pretty please--
there's a man over there I'd like to you to give him a squeeze!"
They shouted hooray and for Dracula they headed
Drac looked shocked, but happy, that his friend had said it

The party continued until quarter to eight
when the host monsters decided it was getting so late
they gave away the last Hershey and shooed guests outside
and they all went back to their castles and died.

The End

Moral to the story: you got to live a little before you die? Make the most of your life?  Go out and do all you can? Be nice to kids? Get home before the sun comes up?