I WENT OUT TO THE OLD HAUNTED SHACK

I went out to the old haunted shack,

Didn't know if I'd ever come back,

Sure enough, the ghost grabbed my head,

Yanked it off, made me dead,

Then, I was tossed on a dead body stack.

THE HAUNTING IN MY CHAMBERS

I went into my bedroom chambers to nab me some sleep,

I would have done that, except for the visiting ghost creep,

He just once, shouted "Peek A Boo!"

One fly swatter swat, he be through,

The rest of the night, a sulky silence the ghost would keep

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.

PINK PEE TEA IN THE SEA

There once was a little pink ghost, who liked to drink cold iced tea,

Every time he drank it, it ran through him faster than pee,

I refused to serve him drink,

He got mad, turned red, from pink,

I told him I was sick of mopping floors; he sailed off to sea.

THE VAMPIRE PLOTS REVENGE

They chopped off my head, and put me in a deep, cold grave,

They piled on some heavy rocks, so I wouldn't misbehave,

I crawled out of my dead bed,

Crowned my shoulders with my head,

Then I hunted villagers, and fresh made blood they gave.

MAY THE DEAD CONCH REST IN PEACE

While looking for socks, I found me a conch shell under the bed,

Not sure how long it's been there, but I think the conch is long dead,

So I named its ghost, Freddy,

Hoped that death found it ready,

I promised to polish the shell up, and paint it barny red.

DEAD GUYS ARE OUT TO GET ME, SAYS MY PSYCHIC

I went to my Psychic, and her predictions were dire,

Some dead guy told her that he would blowout a tire,

One said he'd wait,

Then seal my fate,

By flying my kite into an electrical wire.