Here are those five little pumpkins again. You'd think they had a lot to say, but nary a one has a tongue. Only the one has ears. The higher up on the pole is the lookout but cannot turn its head. The other has its eyes on the sky. Hmm. I wonder why. Wait! Why I do believe I was brooming across the sky that day. Stranger things happen to happen in the scary month of October.
I'd have liked being in the audience for this production, but since it's not about to happen, the next best thing to being there is reading about it, right? Well, read on: Dracula. Oh, what fun! Dracula! Oh, Gorey! Your own Dracula! It went out into the world as a postcard. [insert scream]
Because scary always comes in threes . . . Then there was Drood. Edwin Drood. Uh huh, I missed that too.
Halloween is just an overnight away . . . [shudder] Did you beat the calendar? Posted all your scary mail, did you? Yes? Well, ghoul for you! Buhahahahaha!