For my friends and I, Halloween is a contest
And I go all out to beat
them all
This year I dressed my
dog up as a cat
But now he won’t come
when I call
For my friends and I, Halloween is a contest
And I go all out to beat
them all
This year I dressed my
dog up as a cat
But now he won’t come
when I call
I pretend to be someone I’m not
Just to receive
something sweet
Which could be for
Halloween
Or for a Valentine’s
Day treat
A stressed-out mother and her child
Went
into the fancy dress shop
Rushing
around from pillar to post
Without
a moments pause or stop
“Here
try this one” the mother said
Grabbing
a Devils suit in a whirl
Her
six year old daughter retorted
“I
don’t want it, I’m not an evil girl”
Damien Duck was dressed up
For the Halloween
extravaganza
And went to the
Halloween party
As Vampire Count
Quackula
Once I saw a vampire,
Dressed in familiar attire
My instinct was to run
But he looked quite
done
As he was old and
tired
So, I assumed he was
retired
And was sure it was
safe
So, I waved to the
Vampire
Are you wearing Halloween spats?
Well, I don’t like them much
But I have to admit that the spatter
Of blood is a very nice touch
Are you wearing a Devils Tail?
As someone’s Halloween
surprise
I hope you’re as
devilish as you look
And not some angel in
disguise
A stressed-out mother and her child
Went into the fancy
dress shop
Rushing around from
pillar to post
Without a moments
pause or stop
“Here try this one”
the mother said
Grabbing a Devils suit
in a whirl
Her six year old
daughter retorted
“I don’t want it, I’m
not an evil girl”
Are you wearing a witch’s hat?
Or is it just a kind
of mirage
And did you just call
that
Broom cupboard your
garage
At the ghostly house
There is a familiar
theme
Because for dessert
They always have ice
scream
All good ghostly kids
Are brought up good
and true
And they will never
spook
Until they’re spooken
to
Snip! Snap! Dragon!
Here comes the flaming bowl
So let mischief take its toll
Just as this Halloween comes
Snatch at the feast of
plums
In amongst the
Brandy’s flame
It’s our favourite
Halloween game
Snip! Snap! Dragon!
I buy my wife a gift for Halloween
Though not the gift
giving season
Because Halloween is
like Christmas
For witches and that’s
the reason
I was stood at the bar last night
When a vampire gave me
a fright
As I fully expected
him to take a bite
But instead, he
ordered a blood light
It’s that time of year again, Halloween
Oh how I hate it and
its practitioners
All year round we tell
our children
“Don’t accept sweets
from strangers”
We instil in them from
an early age
“Don’t ever approach
or talk to strangers”
Then at Halloween we
send them out
To ask for sweets at
the doors of strangers
When children dressed
as monsters
Terrorize the neighbourhood
Begging from door to
door
Demanding sweets and
treats
For not vandalizing
your property
The older children or
should I say yobs
Wear masks and
disguise them selves
Clearly training for a
life of crime
A yob in a funny
outfit is still a yob
It’s that time of year
again
The night of night to
ignore the doorbell
It’s not twee or cute
it’s just annoying
I try to be polite
when I shoo them from my door
But I know I will get
up next morning
With fake blood
smeared on the front door
Eggs smashed on my
windscreen
And rubbish strewn
across my garden
God, I hate Halloween
and its practitioners
I hide behind the sofa quivering in fear
Now the witching hour
is near
The curtains are drawn
tight
And I’ve turned off
the lights
The TV volume is way
down low
I sit and cower in its
feeble glow
Then comes the knock
upon the door
And I curl up
quivering on the floor
My heart is pounding
my breath is shallow
My mouth is dry it’s
hard to swallow
On all hallows eve I
live in mortal dread
But not of monsters or
the un-dead
The fear that turns my
heart to stone
Is Trick or Treaters
knowing I’m home
The three-foot ghosts and ghouls
Roam the neighbourhood streets
Demanding candy with menaces
When tricks arise after no treats
Dark monsters from the pits of hell
Ghosts and ghouls from
where they dwell
Witch or warlock cast
a withering spell
All answering the ring
of the Halloween bell
The Welsh enchantress,
Goddess Ceridwen
Celtic goddess of
rebirth
And transformation
Keeper of the cauldron
Of poetic inspiration
Mother and daughter
Heroine of the wiccan
The invitation went out
To the twitter
followers
About Halloween night
And the trick or
treaters
It’s much safer than
being
Out on the streets
And it’s better for
you
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