Old McDonald’s Haunting

Old McDonald had a farm,
witchy, witchy woo!
And on his farm a haunted house,
witchy, witchy woo!
With a goblin here, and an old witch there,
spells of black magic in the air,
Old McDonald had a farm,
Halloween taboo.

Old McDonald had a farm,
supernature woo!
And on his farm the ghosts did howl,
plaintive cries of boo!
And bats flew by and the walls did bleed,
here a scare, over there,
axes floating in midair,
Old McDonald had a farm,
with a witch’s brew.

Old McDonald had a farm,
horror was the thing.
And on his farm the screams rang out,
so blood curdling!
With a zombie’s drool, and putrid pool,
demon seed, lots of bleed,
hell’s infernal constant need,
Old McDonald had a farm,
terror lingering.


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Writer’s Cramp Winner
10-28-19