Whitmore Toad Pirate rest your eyes and go back to the beast,
And as you fade from this world, you should take at least,
Some joy from those who loved you there,
Because your friends stay true even if you dont care.

Have a horrible halloween I hope zombies poke your eyes out,
I hope goblins eat your ears off and witches feed you brussel sprouts,
Take my advice and hide away when Whitmore's around,
He'll take your soul chew it up and drag you underground.

I hope werewolves gnaw on yours knees and little girls pull your hair,
I hope trolls stamp on you and ugly gnomes strip you bare,
So take my advice and run away when Whitmore's around,
He'll give you warts and stick things on you, yes .. things he's found...

Like marbles and scissors and earmuffs and beef gristle,
And lions and tigers and bears, OH MY, and an old rusty whistle,
And all sorts of fruit like pears and possible an apricot,
That might sound nice but trust me, its not.

I hope twiglets fill your mouth and I hope you dont enjoy them,
I hope the baggy trousers you're wearing suddenly fill with phlegm,
I hope gremlins tickle your back as evil spirits dance on your chest,
I hope you fail everything in life, yes, every single test.

I hope you wake up tomorrow with frogs in your mind and pants too,
I hope you go blind and then and then step on monkey poo,
So take my advice stay clear of Whitmore, he's mean,
And dont forgot to have a horrible horrible halloween!