pas comme il semble

pas comme il semble

Tis the journey through the night

Where once those mentally sound

Are now paralyzed with fright

Those with singular arrhythmia

Now encounter its malignant twin

As desires of rescue fade

Let the hopes of providence begin

Janis arrived conscripted to liquidate a debt

Constrained by chains in a vat

Voluntarily to aid and abet

Covered with sugar and aerated wort

These microbes never relented

The reaction began in earnest

As her epidermis rapidly fermented

Jacob decided to tempt his fate

As did Roger, his nemesis,

Who loathed the wait

Inside their respected decompression chambers

With only the ability to release their mate

Both departed explosively

Still coveting their respective hate

Malcom consumed all he could view

Be it five or seven courses

He was never through

Bragging he could eat horses

Oblivious to zombies with an appetency

To their version Cordon Bleu

Malcom became a culinary Waterloo

Conjoined twins arrived

Destined to survive the apparitions

“Two heads are better than one”

Was their ammunition

But slayers on sight still shoot on sight

As Left Twix bled out

Right Twix remarked “Good Night”

When horror is unleashed and befalls unseen

Welcome to the real version of Halloween