As I delve into the devils frontier.

I see that witching hour must be near.

The hunters moon, on Haloween did appear.

Alerting me danger is near.

But, to my plan I must adhere.

Its J.D. the ghosts and gobblins will fear. 

When I take the Devil by his balls, 

And shove his fork up his rear.

With the Devil slain, and over his career.

I will take his throne, and his angels I will domineer.

In the morning I promise a new atmosphere.

And I promise you are safe. And evil will disappear

Untill next year.

 

By J.D. Bardo