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Come take a ride on my broomstick
Meet my precious cat, Mr. Quiver
We’ll turn your head, round and round
Upside down, make your whole body shiver
Throw in some jack-o-lanterns
Light the candles, watch them flame
The goblins? In the graveyard?
They’re writing numbers, taking names
I will tell my tale this Halloween
About the time I caught your eye
And how you fell for my greatest plan
I’m so sorry that you had to die
Your time has come to a dreadful end
On the gravestone, etched in black
Your name and, yes, the date you left
Sad to say, there’s no turning back
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