Today is known as November One,

It's real cold, and there ain't much for sun,

In the pie pumpkin patch,

Pumpkins ready to hatch,

I'll freeze their guts, then the patch is done.

CHAMBER OF THE LOST SOULS

I keep a large chamber full of tormented, lost souls,

Brought to me by the little, cemetery ground moles,

Many departed are crying,

They are not peacefully lying,

Mocking their sadness, is one of my favorite trolls.

STEVE AND THE FIRE DEMON

There once was a big dragon, named Steve,

He ate witches on All Hallows Eve,

He ate a demon called Zeaming

Now Steve's ears are both steaming,

And his breath burns each town, do th he leave.