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Why not write a Halloween poem and post as a separate thread. Here are some of my oldies [ Halloween ...

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    Default Nearly Halloween Again

    Why not write a Halloween poem and post as a separate thread. Here are some of my oldies



    It was Halloween and a cold misty night
    A time in the evening when all bats take flight
    Erie and scary the children were grouping
    Some of them laughing and others were whooping
    And I ventured out on my nightly walk
    All on my own and with no-one to talk
    When suddenly there at the end of the street
    Merged in the blackness with only his feet
    Showing and maybe a cloak and a hat
    I looked, and was sure I could just make out that
    The tall form in front of me was a vampire
    It made my heart beat and my forehead perspire
    What could I do and where could I run?
    I wished I had stayed in, it wasnít much fun
    But as I drew nearer trembling and shaking
    Even the bones in my body were quaking
    He opened his mouth, blood dripping Iím sure
    Held out his hands crying, now give me more
    Trick or treats lady, tonightís Halloween
    So I gave him my Mars Bar, I wasnít mean.


    Itís Halloween, itís Halloween
    Iím not sure what that does mean
    Itís eerie and
    Itís scary
    Pumpkin eyes all glow
    Look what a wicked smile they have
    Iím frightened too and so
    Iíll go with my big sister
    Sheíll look after me
    Except sheís like a wicked witch
    Cackling and see
    My brother heís a skeleton
    Heís shining in the dark
    Iím shivering and quivering
    Dare not go near the park
    Thereís ghoulies there and ghosties
    They might jump out on me
    But sister says sheíll hold my hand
    As we go after tea
    To knock on doors
    And trick or treat
    I donít quite understand
    Iím shaking and Iím quaking
    I grab my brotherís hand
    Come on he says, knocks at the door
    Trick or treat he squeaks
    And the lady standing there
    And gives us lots of sweets
    Iím grasping that itís not so bad
    The next house where we call
    The man who answers grins at us
    Invites us in his hall.
    He gives us all a handful
    Of chocolate and candy
    Lucky that my sister has
    a shopping bag quite handy
    I like it now cos Iím an imp
    In a red suit and
    Now I donít need to any more
    Hold anybodyís hand
    I prance about and laugh and shout
    And then too soon they said
    Time to go back home now
    Itís time you were in bed.


    The night was dark, foggy and quiet
    Full of mysterious creaks and groans
    Lots of eerie laughter and moans
    And clanking chains and rattling bones

    The swirling mist was grey and thick
    Stifling dankness all around
    Muffled footseteps on the ground
    But Boris didnít make a sound

    He shuffled down the grimy street
    Big wide grin upon his face
    Fast he ran as in a race
    Cobwebs covered him like lace

    Spiders ran into his ears
    Earwigs creeping up his nose
    Wriggly worms between his toes
    Where was he going do you suppose?

    Going to join the ghosties and ghoulies
    All together on Halloween night
    Theyíll give the children a terrible fright
    Then suddenly theyíll all disappear from sight.

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