This is Monster. I don't know if I should get rid of the mummy wrappings around his legs and tail...hmmm...suggestions?
Halloween night, a full moon
A wicked heart cries out a croon:
"Come now, come all, lets all do the Hallow's crawl."
He let out a wicked laugh, crackling with age.
He watched the little children, eating with hast
(WIP With poem, have to go.)
