'Bout Halloween no more,
With all the answers we've had from science,
We're 'magination poor,
Like when my son was out at recess time,
And he looked at the wall,
He said a ghost came out of it, and then,
He lost track of 't chasing a soccer ball.
He didn't consider what it might do,
Which is a ghost's power,
For they have no physical properties,
Worthy of a cower.
What we need is,
More faith in the unknown,
Recall that the knowledge that we possess,
Is a scratch from inside a coffin's dome. (ooOOooOOooOOoo)