In the shadows, where darkness thrives
A tale of humor, twisted lives
Wit a touch of darkness and a dash of wit
I'll spin a longer poem, bit by bit

In a haunted house, where spirits roam
A ghostly comedian finds a home
With spectral laughter, he fills the air
Telling jokes that gives you a scare

"Knock, knock", he says, with a ghostly grin
"Who's there?" you ask, with a nervous chagrin
"It's Boo", he replies, with a spectral tone
"Boo, who?" you ask, feeling quite alone

"Boo hoo, don't cry, it's just a joke
Though I may haunt, I won't provoke
For in this realm of shadows and fright
Laughter brings comfort in the darkest night."

He tells tales of skeletons with a bone to pick,
And zombies who stumble, causing quite a kick
Vampires who avoid garlic and sunlight
And witches who cackle with all their might

But admits the laughter, a lesson is learned
That even in darkness, joy can be earned
For humor has power, to heal and to mend
In the darkest of times, it's a loyal friend

So embrace the darkness, with a smile on your face
Let humor be your guiding grace
In this twisted world, where shadows play
Find laughter, and chase the darkness away.