blameaspartame:

The wind sent a chill
thru’ the leaves of an oak;
‘twas as if a dark soul
suddenly awoke.

A demon peeped out
from ‘neath a gravestone;
he danced past a ghoul
made of old flesh and bones.

A frankenstein screamed
he thought he saw a fire.
Is that just a bat
or a spooky vampire?

So if you feel rested
now that Summer is over,
get ready for Hell
because it is October