the graveyard shift,
is the best of all,
the ghouls come out,
the dead rise,
the stench of death,
is in the air,
hold your breath,
you'll get a fright,
you'll be having,
nightmares all night,
hope your not out there,
when the dead rise,
when you'll choke on,
the stench of death,
you'll be scared,
to tears so,
hope your not,
on the,
GRAVEYARD
SHIFT.

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