It’s Halloween, My Face Is Green

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It's Halloween My Face Is Green by Kenn Nesbitt

It’s Halloween. My face is green.
My neck bolts both are tight.
I’m eight feet tall. My coat’s too small.
I’m ready for a fight.

If you see me, you’d better flee.
Or bring your clubs and torches.
They might protect, but don’t expect
to chase me off your porches.

Your village square? I’ll lumber there.
I’ll shamble to your door.
I’ll grunt and groan and wail and moan.
I’ll shout and shriek and roar.

I’ll have you scared, so be prepared,
and keep your pitchforks handy.
I’m Frankenstein. I’ve come to dine.
Please give me all your candy.