Zombie Mingle

ZOMBIE MINGLE Wolves are howling all night long Hoar frost coats my pumpkin patch I shake these chill October nights Hark the wind its eerie song Yea the very ground doth quake With ghoulish souls hath come to life They push at gravestones overhead Appetite for blood to slake Pumpkin shells their fall bought home See them fill the seedy depth And carve a mouth of jagged teeth Freeze my body to the bone When sun goes down all warmth has fled I’ll stay within my humble home Not wander neath moon’s autumn bright Become the feast of living dead Thus spoke I hear my doorbell jingle Dog Spot emits a warning growl Oh God that ceaseless ring-a-ling Without doth stand the zombie mingle Dave Austin