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
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
Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner
Reading a copy of “Jugs”
Not a classy read
He did willingly
concede
But it gave him a
couple of tugs
Are you wearing scrubs?
It’s not a sexy look
It’s something and
nothing
In my book
Even though you’re
fit.
I don’t care if you’re
Naked underneath
I don’t care if you’re
Extremely slutty
You have scrubs on.
I like the nurse’s
uniform
Of Pristine cotton
And starched white
apron
A silly hat
And Black stockings
Scrubs leave me flat
But the uniform
Is a different issue
That gets me going…
oops
Have you got a tissue?
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
To do twick or tweets
We went to a fancy dress party
I was a wizard, and
she was a witch
But I knew it was time
to leave
When she tapped her
witch watch
My little niece goes to Hogwarts
She’s a witch and
she’s excelling
But of all the subjects
she takes
Her favourite one is
spelling