Superstitions: A Halloween Poem

It's Halloween and all around
Goblins are rising from the ground.
Ghosts are flying through the air
And if you see one you'll get a scare.
Vampires rise up from their coffins
And at your door may come a-knockin'
All your blood to drain away
And you won't see the coming day!
Bats can get into your hair
In haunted graveyards, so beware!
Witches on their brooms will ride
Casting spells both far and wide.
So hurry home and lock your door
And open not until the morn.
Caught unaware and you will see
That on this night is Halloween.