Jack O’Lantern’s light
Gazing out into the
night
In the window there
Staring out a scary
stare
With your
unsympathetic grin
And glowing orange
skin
Are you there to keep
the spirits out?
With your jagged
leering mouth
Or is your gnarled and
toothless grin
There to invite the
evil in?
Are you wearing devils’ horns?
Now I get one of those
winks
You’re wearing the
tail as well?
You naughty little
minx
You are clearly more
devilish
Than anyone else
thinks
Is it because it’s
Halloween
Or a few too many Drinks
Are you wearing Halloween knicks?
Proper novelty
underwear
All festively decked
down below
In a suitably seasonal
pair
It doesn’t matter the
decor
It will make an old
man stare
Just you in your
Halloween knickers
What wonderful
Witching hour fare
If your blind date is described to you
As “a free spirit” you
may fancy a frolic
But it will be far
worse than it sounds
They’re either a drug
addict or an alcoholic
There was a man lived in the moon,
And it was in July, and not in June
When the man who lived in the moon,
Found the Americans had come
Are you wearing glitter?
On your down below
You’re all blinged up
Where only I should go
Your vajayjay been vajazzled
You’ve decked your
minge
It looks like a disco
ball
You might as well say
blinge
It is possible to have
Too much of a good
thing
I feel I should say,
though
I’m not sure where to
begin
It involves the colour
orange
i.e. too much fake
tanning
So, unless it’s
Halloween
Please don’t look like
a pumpkin
