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All Hallowed Steve
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On one particular dark October night
After most kids were in bed and had turned out their lights
One child crept, slithered and crawled
To his grandmothers cookie jar out in the hall
Young Steve Samhain, that was his name
Knew that to get caught would mean a wrap from her cane
All he needed was one sweet tasty treat
Yet an error in judgment led to defeat
He grasped what he thought was the only jar there
But it was so dark he just wasnt aware
A second jar hid tucked behind the first
He reached over and did grasp well it couldnt be worse
He gobbled one down, then another, then three
A little bitter, and furry? What could they be?
It was already too late, a transformation began
You see a witches ingredients can change a young man
His skin became grey, his eyes orange his hair black
His voice turned raspy and scales grew on his back
Yet he thought to himself, worse still this could be
If grandma, the witch, sees this new me
She has yet to find out, it seems daylight changes him back
But now every night when you hit the sack
If you hear a sound you may not be alone
For Steve searches cookie jars in everyones home
He looks for a cure, eats some treats and then leaves
So This Halloween watch out for All Hallowed Steve
http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z162/pluckyninja/screenshot_2009-09-28-13-40-54.jpg
After most kids were in bed and had turned out their lights
One child crept, slithered and crawled
To his grandmothers cookie jar out in the hall
Young Steve Samhain, that was his name
Knew that to get caught would mean a wrap from her cane
All he needed was one sweet tasty treat
Yet an error in judgment led to defeat
He grasped what he thought was the only jar there
But it was so dark he just wasnt aware
A second jar hid tucked behind the first
He reached over and did grasp well it couldnt be worse
He gobbled one down, then another, then three
A little bitter, and furry? What could they be?
It was already too late, a transformation began
You see a witches ingredients can change a young man
His skin became grey, his eyes orange his hair black
His voice turned raspy and scales grew on his back
Yet he thought to himself, worse still this could be
If grandma, the witch, sees this new me
She has yet to find out, it seems daylight changes him back
But now every night when you hit the sack
If you hear a sound you may not be alone
For Steve searches cookie jars in everyones home
He looks for a cure, eats some treats and then leaves
So This Halloween watch out for All Hallowed Steve
http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z162/pluckyninja/screenshot_2009-09-28-13-40-54.jpg
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That was wavvy gravvy maan.
Thanks man!