Hood Winning Entry

A twist and tumble away on this sweet holiday
The chorus of howls sang
The bones of the graveyard, O' how they rang.
In tune with this infestation
Follows a new sensation
Oh darling, can't you hear my song?
A pitch perfect chord
I'm howling just for you
Despite all of this discord
This illness has soared 
     Through the roof
           Through the moon
      Through your mask of bone
I will show you, I am your one.