# 13 Ghosts, the Grim Reaper, Glitter & Biscuits *Spooky Gothic Comedy • Dark Cabaret • Playful Halloween Swing* **[Verse 1]** Thirteen ghosts came knocking at my door, The Grim Reaper shuffled across the floor. I put the kettle on and offered him tea, He said, “Got biscuits?” I said, “Two or three!” His scythe was gloomy, his cloak was black, So I sprinkled pink glitter all over his back. The ghosts started giggling, the candles burned bright, And Death looked ridiculous in the candlelight! **[Chorus]** Thirteen ghosts and the Grim Reaper too, Glitter on his scythe and a biscuit or two! Rattle your chains, let the dead souls sing, Even Death deserves a sparkly thing! Biscuits and tea, let the spooky bells ring, Who knew the Grim Reaper could dance and sing? Thirteen ghosts having one hell of a night, With glitter on Death and the moon shining bright! **[Verse 2]** One ghost stole biscuits, one floated upstairs, One got its sheet tangled in the kitchen chairs. Death took a digestive, then reached for some more, While ghost number thirteen ate half the drawer! Then Death sighed softly, “I'm lonely, you see. Nobody ever invites old Death to tea.” I patted his shoulder and poured him a brew, “There's always a place at my table for you.” **[Final Chorus]** Thirteen ghosts and the Grim Reaper too, Glitter on his scythe and a biscuit or two! Dance through the darkness, let the dead souls sing, There's friendship and laughter in everything! **[Outro – Spoken]** Thirteen ghosts have gone home to sleep, But Death's nicked my biscuits and he's counting sheep. He waved from the doorway, all sparkly and bright… “Same time next week, Sue?” **“BRING YOUR OWN BISCUITS, DEATH!”**
