Bar Crawl

When autumn leaves begin to fall, And jack-o'-lanterns light the mall, A different crowd comes out to play, In New Port Richey's downtown way. Zombies rise from their slumber deep, To crawl and stumble, drink and creep. From Sullivan's to Bourbon's door, Twelve haunted stops and maybe more. With cornhole bags they'll test their aim, And karaoke brings them fame. In costumes gruesome, wild, and fun, They'll roam until the night is done. So mark your calendars, don't you wait, October nineteenth is the date. When ghouls and humans both unite, For New Port Richey's spookiest night! The Zombie Pub Crawl's come to town, Where laughter drowns the moans and groans. With prizes, music, food, and drink, It's scarier than you might think! ```​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​