Welcome children, gather 'round,
To heed grim tales of whispered lore—
As twilight falls, dark shadows rise
To haunt the night for evermore—
For ghastly things lurk in the dim,
Beneath the shadows of your bed—
Waiting till you drift asleep
To fill your dreams with mortal dread—
Writer(s): Joseph R Vargo, William R Piotrowski
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