Mishka
Original Variant
So ironic to be attacked
By wolves on Halloween
For to be one of the pack
Was Mishka's one dream
Isabel
Original Variant
"Do I really need these disgusting eyes?"
Isabel cried.
"I am much prettier wearing this disguise,"
Isabel sighed.
And with the sharp end of a stick
Isabel pried,
And with one last bloody flick
Isabel died
Pumpkin
Original Variant
Laid to rest in the great pumpkin patch
He must have come from a very bad batch
With evil intent, his machete and mask
Back from beyond with death as his task
Squeak
Original Variant
Poisoned by candy
Squeak met her demise
Loaded with sugar
Now covered in flies
Eleanor
Original
Variant
Listen to our poor little Eleanor moan
As she wanders looking for her home
She sounds like haunting strings on a violin
Won't you please welcome this ghost girl in
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