HORSING AROUND

Heh-Heh-Heh, welcome again Kiddies back to my CASTLE!  I, CREEPS, have FRIGHT A DISMEMBERED EAR FOR MUSIC hee-hee.  Yes, one of my ALL-SLIME favorite songs is SURFER GHOUL BY THE LEECH BOYS!  I like it even though it's a BLOODY SHAME that it SUCKED...LITERALLY heh-heh.  Another favorite of mine, is this little TERRIFYING-TUNE about a boy and a horse called...
A young boy was fishing in a river down in southeastern-Louisiana.  It was a summer day back in 1901, and the boy sang, "Jimmy Crack Corn", silently under his breath.  He stood there with his fishing-line in the water, as the sounds of birds chirped all around the wilderness.  Then, the kid heard the sound of a horse give a high-whinny.  The boy stopped singing and noticed a horse was indeed on the other side of the river across from him.  
The animal was black and it stood on the riverbank, looking over at the boy.  "Howdy over there!" the boy called to the steed.  The horse's eyes shined-white and bright, and the boy became hypnotized by its stare.  The boy splashed through the river, going over to it.  The horse gave a high-pitched neigh, as the kid started petting its black-hair.  The animal had reins of white on it and suddenly, its teeth were red fangs, dripping and oozing a red slime.  The boy snapped out of it and heard its whinnies and neighs turn to deep, deep-roars.  
The black horse became rotted and horns of dark-red pierced through the sides of its head behind its ears.  The boy screamed at the sight of the horse-like monster and ran through the water, slipping on rocks in the river.  As he fell splashing, he heard the other splashing of the monster, accompanied with its roars.  As the boy tried getting up, the beast bit his arm, stabbing and jabbing his flesh with its fangs, roaring wildly.  The boy screamed, standing up and trying to free his arm.  His arm was covered with the slime from the creature and he fell sideways into the water, hearing it roar, louder.  
Then, the boy woke to night, as he sat up, against a tree by the river with his fishing-hook still in the water.  He examined his arm and saw globs of slime still covering sections of it.  He gazed at the calm-water, and then saw hoof-prints in the dirt, as the moonlight shined down on them.  They stopped at the river's edge.  From somewhere across the river, the boy heard the roar of the monster and fled.  
That boy sure was UP A SHRIEK WITHOUT A PADDLE, right BOILS AND GHOULS?  Ha-Ha.  That horse wanted to NEIGH AND SLAY HIM INSTEED hee-hee-hee-hee.