I Like To Creep

V1
I like to Creep/ through the cemetary
On a fog filled night
Sneaking past / sleeping skeletons
To give the ghosts aa awful fright

On my tip toes I slink and slither
moaning through the trees
The graveyard bones begin to clatter
As I howl into the breeze(mysteriously) 

V2
I like to creep through a haunted house
And make old floor boards squeek
I rap the doors and swirl the dust around
And hear the attic groan and shriek

In the hall I tip down the stairs
And hide behind the drapes
And wait to scare those who enter here
For they can not escape 
 V3
I like to creep when the moon is overhead
While the wild beasts bay
Lurking in the darkest edge of night
I watch the spirits play
Dancing with such ghoulish glee
They twirl with frightful mirth
And as the rays of dawn appears
They fade into the earth