Come to the graveyard when the moon is high
All of the undead residents are drawing nigh
It's time for an undead party of epic scale
In a party like this, the fun will never fail
The ghosts will come out and sing
The zombies will rise from their graves and swing
Demons will slide out of the shadowy night
And werewolves will also stop in for a bite
But humans are not on the menu today
In fact, they are welcome to join the soiree
Not every monster is always out for human meat
And tonight, everyone is welcome to take a seat
The only requirement is to be the odd one out
Tonight, the losers and loners will get up and shout
This is a party for the outsiders and outcasts
The freaks of the world who didn't fit the script or cast
Tombstones are decorated with balloons, streamers and flowers
And the party is set to last for hours and hours
Ghostly music rises through the dark
But its harmony and melody are as sweet as a lark's
This is the night where the wild run free
Where the monsters and shadows come out to party
This is their one chance to live life as they wish
And they do it all under the safe cover of darkness
There's a warm, loving feeling buzzing all around
And wonderful smells of food and flowers abound
Excited howls, growls and hisses fill the sky
Creatures laugh, dance, sing, hug and cry
There are no boundaries in a place like this
Instead, everyone is equal in their wild bliss
Paw, hand, tail and claw are all united
For once, everyone is friendly and no one is frightened
The monster mash bash brings together the forgotten crowd
The creatures the rest of the world said were too violent, scary and loud
But here, the differences are celebrated
And joy and comradery are anticipated
Listen to how the ghouls and goblins cheer
Magic and mystery are very strong here
Skeletons make xylophones from bone
Zombies and spooks put on a show like no one has ever known
Vampires enter, sing and dance with dramatic, passionate flare
Witches and wild birds do tricks as they soar through the midnight air
Pumkinheads and jack-o-lanterns join for games and fun
And for the fairies, pixies and sprites, the magic's only just begun
Other woodland creatures and monsters spring from the trees
The undead climb up from their graves with joy and ease
Ain't no party like an undead party because an undead party never stops
Here, there is beauty even in the death, decay and rots
There's no more need to hide in fear
No while a protective shadow is here
There is nothing but joy and love
The stars and moon smile as they watch from above
The entire cemetery seems to come to alive
This is a place where everyone can thrive
But oh, look, there's the sunrise...
Though a party like this one never dies
It won't take long for the night to return
Then all the ghoulish creatures can come back out for another turn
Another night of laughter, music, joy and sound
Watch as all the many unique creatures sing, dance and play around
Snakes, spiders, birds, cats, rats and bats join the proceedings
Alongside other were-creatures, witches and wild things
Once again, everyone is having a blast
So please, won't YOU join our raveyard smash?
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2 Death and Life
ParanormalAnthology of random musings about the nature of death and life.