Spooky Poems For Halloween
Halloween began as a holiday for individualistic who practiced the mysterious. It has since turned into something totally different. Halloween is about the amusing of dressed up and pretence to be somebody else for a night. Trick-or-treating and children gorging themselves on way too overmuch candy. Gest5
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
It`s late and we are sleepy,
The air is cold and still.
Our jack-o-lantern grinning at us.
Upon the window sill.
We`re full with cake and candy.
And we`ve had a heap of amusing,
But now it`s time to go to bed
And dream of wholly we`ve done.
We`ll dream of ghosts and hobgoblin
And of witches that we`ve seen,
And we`ll dreaming of trick-or-treating
On this happy Halloween.
GHOST BUS
Underneath the lamp post,
In the central of the night,
A ghost bus make a soundless stop,
A strange and fearful vision.
At the bus upmost at your corner,
Something bigger and green climbed down.
It’s looking at your bedroom,
And it has searched complete over town.
You thought it couldn’t find you,
That you were safe and you were sound.
You thought that you could shroud,
Where you never could be found.
But now it’s almost here,
You know it loves the darks of night.
There’s simply one thing you can do,
Quick! Turn on the light!
Whew!
THREE LITTLE GHOSTESSES
Three little ghostesses
Sitting on postesses,
Eating buttered toastesses,
Greasing their fistesse,
Up to their wristesses,
Oh, what beastesses
To make such feastesse!
IT’S HALLOWEEN
It`s Halloween! It`s Halloween!
The moon is brimful and aglow
And we shall see what can`t be seen
On any another night:
Skeletons and ghosts and ghouls,
Grinning hobgoblin fighting duels,
Werewolves emerging from their tombs,
Witches on their magical brooms.
SKELETON PARADE
The skeletons are out tonight,
they walking about the street,
With skeletal bodies, bony heads,
and skeletal hands and feet.
Bony bony bony bones,
with nothing in between,
Up and down and wholly around,
they march on Halloween.
I’M A tiny SCARECROW
I’m a tiny scarecrow,
tired and worn,
I wearing a hat,
And a shirt that’s torn
When the crows come,
I move and shout,
“Away from my garden-get on out!”
Witch, Witch
Withch witch, where do you fly?
Under the clouds and over the sky.
Witch, witch, what do you eat?
Little black apples from Hurricane Street.
Witch, witch, what do you drink?
Vinegar and good red ink.
Witch, witch, where do you sleep?
Up in the clouds where the cushions are cheap.
Did You Know
Ghosts don’t have shadiness and leave no footprints
Wear garlic around your neck will keep vampires gone
Shooting a werewolve with a silver bullet is improbable to kill it
If you stroke a key at a ghost, the ghost will disappear
If a candle flaming turns blue, it means a ghost is in the house
few people believe that cat bones make you unseeable,
HOW TO MEET A WITCH
First, put your clothing on inside out.
Then walk backswept to where two roads meet.
If you waiting until midnight, you will see a witch!
THE NIGHT OF HALLOWEEN.
The Harvest moon fill up the sky.
A vicious witch goes flying by,
Ghosts and hobgoblin skeleton’s too.
groaning and moaning, waiting for you.
Black cats bowl the graveyard plots.
Witches cook in caldron pots,
Cemetery ghouls rove the ground.
Not one sealed grave is found,
Tombstones are an eerie vision.
Shadows dance in brimful moonlight,
The haunted house on the Hill.
Walk in there and you get a chill,
Jack-o-lanterns eyes so aglow,
Trick or Treatersscreaming in fright.
It’s a time like you’ve ne’er seen,
Tonight’s the night of Halloween.
