>>12114196In the summer of '92, Kevin Nash was feeling quite swell,
Dressed as a gambler he was ready to raise hell.
But fate had other plans, and he found himself lost,
In a dark alleyway, where shadows were embossed.
The streetlights flickered and went out, leaving him in the dark,
He heard strange noises coming from the shadows, a dog’s bark.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as he realized that he was not alone,
Out of the darkness emerged black demons with glowing red eyes, their presence unknown.
They surrounded him, their eyes fixed on him, their breaths cold,
Kevin tried to run, but they were too fast and too bold.
They grabbed him and dragged him into the darkness,
And when he woke up, he was lying on the ground in starkness.
Kevin spent years trying to break the curse, but it was no use,
The demons continued to haunt him wherever he went, like a noose.
Eventually, Kevin gave up and accepted his fate,
From that day on, Kevin Nash never celebrated Halloween again, it was too late.
