29 October, 2019 by katelaity
Devil’s Night approaches
We must prepare to ride!
Saddle up my mighty steed
Then you fly by my side.
We’ve mischiefs many to perform
And milk to sour and curdle!
My mighty frightful spooky steed
Will bound o’er every hurdle.
Beware, poor humans shuddering:
Our folk will fill the hills!
Spirit lights will give you frights
And wyrd magic give you chills.
Stay safe inside: the veils are thin!
For we do not ride alone,
Your ghostly friends and foes and kin
Do gather ’round your home.
[Image from Phantastes: a faerie romance … A new edition, George MacDonald, 1894 via the British Library Flickr]