Spooky Poem

Ghosts are in the house as the music is playing loud. Spook me out, man! Stir up the trouble like a hound dog as scared as a phobiapheonominum so far so good as to say I helped out at the haunted hospital, with the witchy nurses and the Dr. Frankenstiens there. This is a spooky poem with a message, Be ware of the texting while driving, so you don't run into a wall full of slime. Halloween is on the way, so get ready for some action and a little trick or treat, white or wheat, give me something good to eat. Like a loaf of spooky bread.