Its was Halloween Day, There was a weary feeling, as tempers began flaring,
The Witch lost it, and flipped her marbles,
The Mummy returned, and flipped out in the garden,
The Russian Spartan took charge, and boar through the door,
As the Minnesota Viking came out,and drew his sword
It made the sleeping Dragon mad
As the smelly creature came out, and made everybody ran
Later on that night, there was a huge fight,
Blood shed, for control and rights
In the end, there was no one standing
As visitors comes back, to observe the remaining findings.
Paying respects to the Haunted Hostel.
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