One spoonful of spook
A dash of youthful wonder
Mixed only on a midnight
Of lightning, rain, and thunder
A drop each of doom, death, and dread
An ounce of make believe
Stirred to the haunting sound
Of singing voices, barely perceived
At first - but then grown louder
'Til full, and rich, and strong
Brought forth by this concoction
The CMC delighting with song!
Join us for an evening of hauntingly good music as we explore the limitless worlds of our childhood imaginations!