There is a witch of whom I’m fond
Who could carry me off
beyond
And we’d do magic with
my wand
We would quaff her
special brew
Fly on a broomstick
made for two
And do things naughty
witches do
But alas our special
tandem flight
Full of wicked and
delicious delight
Is but a dream I dream
each night
On All Hallows Eve take special care
You may not see them,
but they are there
And as they mix up
their witch’s brew
They’ll have their witchy
eyes on you
At the Witching hour
The Zombies walk
The Banshees scream
And the Ravens squawk
The Witches’ fly
The familiar’s talk
The Vampires bite
And the Demons stalk
In the blackness of the night
Performing their
satanic rite
Satan’s followers
incite
To every Demons
delight
Are you wearing Halloween hosiery?
Phwor are you going to
let me see
Oh, how they cling to
the shape of you
I would like to cling
to them too
Oh yes, I like them
very much
Perhaps I might have a
touch
Oh, you are a proper
tease
Would you let me if I
said please?
If your blind date is described to you
As “Wanting a
Soulmate” then watch out
Because it will be
worse than it sounds
They’ll be a stalker
without a doubt
There was an Old Woman lived under a hill
There was an old woman
Lived under a hill,
Now she has died
