The vampires all have
false fangs now
Stained red from cherry jello
The ogres who were once bright green
Are now a faded yellow
The werewolves with their
patchy hair
Can’t stay awake for howling
They reminisce each afternoon
‘bout joyful disemboweling
A checkers game gets underway
Between a troll and goblin
The witch with two replacement hips
Still cackles as she’s hobblin’
The old folks love to
talk with kids
So grab the door and enter
They promise not to frighten you
At “Monster Senior Center”
When you stop by, just
ring the bell
A zombie’s there to greet you
It’s best to come at dinner time
They’d all be glad to…umm…meet you!
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