When you walk home,
with a cat you rome ,
it whispers to you,
be careful at noon,
everyone is sleepy,
but not the one who is creepy.
when you come home,
with a cat you rome ,
something under your bed,
in the silence of dead.
he comes out slowly,
and his eyes are very glowly,
he looks like a round ball,
waiting to get in goal,
he has flames within,
and he whispers :
happy Halloween