HalloweenAlso see Halloween Page Ideas and Autumn.
Yowling, prowling, growling cat
Why do you switch your tail like that?
Why do your eyes flash gold and green?
Could be--must be--Halloween!
Slinky, inky, blinky cat,
Why do you arch your back like that?
What scary creatures have you seen?
Could be--must be- Halloween!
HalloweenThe night is dark
and the goblins are out,
and the witches and black cats
are prowling about.
And costumed creatures
the strangest I've seen,
are knocking on doors
'cause tonight's Halloween!
Since this is the time for goblins and bats,
Halloween spirits, ghosts and cats,
Weird-happenings and witches brew,
These are the things I wish for you.
May the only spirit you chance to meet,
Be the spirit of love and warm friends sweet.
May the tricks that you are asked to do,
Be a trick to help you gain a friend or two.
So, by tomorrow, pick three friends sweet,
And give them all a Halloween treat.
You only have one day, so hurry!
Leave a treat on the doorstep, then flee in a hurry!
(Cora May Preble)
I'm not afraid on Halloween
Because my Mother said
I should not fear those funny things
But laugh at them instead.
For orange faces in the night
That stare with eyes so wide,
Are only pumpkins on a porch
With candlelight inside.
And there are no such things as ghosts . . .
Those figures shining white,
Are only children just like me
Wrapped up in sheets so tight.
I do not fear a single thing
On Halloween you see,
Because I know they really are
Not what they seem to be.
For ghosts and goblins, witches, spooks,
And other scary folks
We hear about on Halloween
Are really only jokes.
(Harry Behn)
Tonight is the night
When dead leaves fly
Like witches on switches
Across the sky,
When elf and sprite
Flit through the night
On a moony sheen.
Tonight is the night
When leaves make a sound
Like a gnome in his home
Under the ground,
When spooks and trolls
Creep out of holes
Mossy and green.
Tonight is the night
When pumpkins stare
Through sheaves and leaves
Everywhere,
When ghoul and ghost
And goblin host
Dance round their queen.
It's Halloween.
(or A Halloween Good Night)
Each night I tuck you into bed
I brush my hand across your head
and in each tiny little fist
I place a magic mommy kiss.
Full of love and hope so bright
To keep you safely through the night,
Mommy kisses in your hand
To guide you off to slumberland.
If you should dream of monsters mean
Or witches with faces masked in green,
Of snakes that squeeze you oh-so-tight
Or darkness with no sign of light..
When nightmares hold you stiff with fear
A part of mommy still is near.
Just open up your hand and blow
One mommy kiss and nightmares go.
B is for broomsticks witches to fly,
O is outrageous spooks that go by,
O is for orange pumpkins so bright,
These are the signs of a Halloween night.
Trick or Treat! Trick or Treat!
Give me something good to eat.
Give me candy. Give me cake.
Give me something good to take.
(by Jack Prelutsky)
The skeletons are out tonight,
they march about the street,
With bony bodies, bony heads
and bony hands and feet.
Bony bony bony bones
with nothing in between,
Up and down and all around
they march on Halloween.
We mask our faces
and wear strange hats,
and moan like witches
and screech like cats,
and jump like goblins
and thump like elves,
and almost manage
to scare ourselves!
(Cissy Ramirez)
Oh Boy! Oh Boy!
It's Halloween Night . . .
My, oh my . . .
What an interesting sight!
It's glowing . . . it's gleaming . . .
I think I'm in fright!
It's howling . . . it's leaping . . .
Come share my delight!
It's late and we are sleepy,
The air is cold and still.
Our jack-o-lantern grins at us
Upon the window sill.
We're stuffed with cake and candy
And we've had a lot of fun,
But now it's time to go to bed
And dream of all we've done.
We'll dream of ghosts and goblins
And of witches that we've seen,
And we'll dream of trick-or-treating
On this happy Halloween.
(Elsie Melchert Fowler)
If you've never seen an old witch
Riding through the sky--
Or never felt big bat's wings
Flopping, as they fly--
If you've never touched a white thing
Gliding through the air,
And knew it was a ghost because
You got a dreadful scare--
If you've never heard the night owls,
Crying, "Whoo-whoo-whoo?"
And never jumped at pumpkin eyes
Gleaming out at you--
If all of these exciting things
You've never heard or seen,
Why then--you've missed a lot of fun,
Because--that's HALLOWEEN!
(Dorothy Brown Thompson)
Goblins on the doorstep,
Phantoms in the air,
Owls on witches' gate posts,
Giving stare for stare.
Cats on flying broomsticks,
Bats against the moon,
Stirring round of fate-cakes,
With a solemn spoon.
Whirling apple parings,
Figures draped in sheets,
Dodging, disappearing,
Up and down the streets.
Jack-o'-lanterns grinning,
Shadows on a screen,
Shrieks and starts and laughter--
This is Halloween!
(© Dean Farnell)
Something's watching you this Halloween
Someone's watching you this Halloween.
Late at night don't cut across the park
Someone could be waiting in the dark.
Don't go knocking on doors this Halloween.
If you knock on doors this Halloween
Scaring strangers in your creepy masks
Your trick or treating games may be your last.
Get a fright on Halloween
On this night of Halloween
Anything will make you scream
On this night of Halloween.
Don't go out alone this Halloween
Walk around alone this Halloween.
Turn around and you may get a fright
Something evils lurking in the night.
Don't go watching films like Halloween.
If you watch a film like Halloween
It could scare you out of your wits
Then haunt you on this night of the witch.
(© Dean Farnell)
Bats are creepy
Rats are creepy
Cats are creepy too
All out in the dead of night
Their eyes are watching you.
Birds are creepy
Bugs are creepy
Trees are creepy too
A wood that's empty's also creepy
With owls that t'wit t'woo.
Thunders creepy
Lightnings creepy
Wind is creepy too
The loneliness of outer space
would put the creeps in you.
Fog is creepy
Mist is creepy
The moors are creepy too
Not knowing what is out there
Can really frighten you.
Dolls are creepy
Masks are creepy
Clowns are creepy too
I'm sure you've got a hidden fear
that puts the creeps up you.
The first year she was a pumpkin
and she donned a bright orange smock.
Her daddy took her trick-or-treating,
though she had not learned to walk.
The next year she was a bunny
and on one leg, she would hop
while her left ear stood up straight
and the right would swing and flop.
Then a bride costume from Grandpa;
a long skirt and lacy blouse,
but she tripped over the train . . .
so daddy carried her to each house.
The fourth year brought us Lion King
and she roared both day and night.
She was either "Simba" or was "Nala."
(I never could get that right!)
The next Halloween as she got dressed,
she just kept on asking why--
if she was indeed "Supergirl,"
why then could she not fly?
Her sixth year, she was all in pink
protecting us all from danger,
as she kicked and "karate-chopped" the air
as "Kimberly, the Power Ranger."
When she was seven, she wore a yellow gown.
She was "Beauty," to say the least,
insisting that her little sister,
by default, was the "Beast."
In my heart I knew the time would come;
and this year our walk together ends.
She said, "it's not cool for mom to go;
I want to walk with all my friends."
So, I'm figuring out what I will say;
rehearsing one excuse after another,
in case she notices the "ghost" behind her
walks a little bit like her mother!
And I still have Halloweens to come;
my other daughter is only three.
What worries me is . . . when she grows up,
who will trick or treat with me?
There was an old witch
Believe it if you can,
She tapped on the windows
And she ran, ran, ran.
she ran helter skelter with her toes in the air,
Cornstalks flying from the old witches' hair.
Swish goes the broomstick, meow goes the cat,
Plop goes the hop-toad sitting on her hat.
"Whee,"chuckled I, "What fun, what fun!"
Hallowe'en night when the witches run!
(© 2012 Grace Mandry, used with permission)
It's Halloween - and the sounds are frighteningYet children in costumes still playfully trot
From house to house and block to block
Not fearing the spirits, translucent in flight
Or the "ghoulies and ghosties," which glow in the night
The children don't run - They've no reason to hide
They anxiously knock and await what's inside
They know that their bounty will be a real treat
As they watch their bags fill up with candy and sweets
Don't go out on Devil's Night.
Stay in your bed and keep on the light.
Little demons and ghouls have their fun all right,
outside on the streets this Devil's Night.
You don't want to know
what mischief they cause.
On Halloween Eve they run without pause,
flying and laughing, and breaking the laws,
you really don't want to see the mischief they've caused.
Please heed my words, stay under the covers,
and tell your friends and your sisters,
and of course your brothers.
Stay in bed, don't even peek through the shutters,
'cause a goblin or ghost may spook you to stutters.
Just wait until daybreak on Halloween Day,
when you know all the ghouls and ghosts are away.
They hate the daylight, "it's no fun," they say.
So just please, please wait
to Trick or Treat on Halloween Day.
There's a house upon the hilltop
we will not go inside,
For that is where the witches live,
Where ghosts and goblins hide.
Tonight they have their party,
All the lights are burning bright,
But oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight.
The demons there are whirling
and the spirits swirl about.
They sing their songs to Halloween.
"Come join the fun," they shout.
But we do not want to go there,
so we run with all our might
And oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight.
(by Jack Prelutsky)
It's Halloween! It's Halloween!
The moon is full and bright
And we shall see what can't be seen
On any other night.
Skeletons and ghosts and ghouls,
Grinning goblins fighting duels,
Werewolves rising from their tombs,
Witches on their magic brooms.
In masks and gowns
we haunt the street
And knock on doors
for trick or treat.
Tonight we are the king and queen,
For oh tonight it's Halloween!
Three little ghosts on Halloween night
Saw a witch and shrieked in fright
The witch just laughed and shouted, "Boo!"
One ghost ran home and then there were two.
Two little ghosts who shiver and shook
With every single step they took.
When the door opened wide
One little ghost said to the other...
I'm going home and stay with my mother.
One little ghost can't have much fun,
so he ran home, and then there were none.
There's a goblin as green
as a goblin can be.
Who is sitting outside
and is waiting for me.
When he knocked on my door
and said softly, "Come play!"
I answered,"No thank you,
now please,go away!"
But the goblin as green
as a goblin can be.
Is still sitting outside
and is waiting for me.
One little, two little, three little witches
Fly over haystacks and fly over ditches
Fly over moonbeams without any hitches
Hey, it's Halloween night.
One little, two little, three little witches
Fly over barb wire and tore their britches
Had to go home and get some stitches
Hey, it's Halloween night.
When the world is wrapped in slumber
And the moon is sailing high
If you peep between the curtains
You'll see witches riding by.
The clock is striking midnight
The witch her spell has cast
All fairies, ghosts and goblins
Will be conjured from the past
Five batty bats
Were hanging 'neath the moon.
"Quiet!" said the first.
"The witch is coming soon."
"She's green," said the second,
"With a purple pointy nose."
"Black boots," said the third,
"Cover up her ugly toes."
"Her broom," said the fourth,
"Can scratch you--that I know!"
"I'm scared," said the fifth.
"I think we'd better go."
Five batty bats
Escaped into the night.
"Dear me," said the witch.
"That's a scary sight!"
Song of the Witches (William Shakespeare - from Macbeth)
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and bling-worms sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
Pumpkins (Suzy Wolf)
Pumpkins are a curious thing,
They don't dance and they don't sing.
They don't have hair, they don't meow,
They don't look much like a cow.
They just sit around all day,
Out in the fields among the hay,
Sometimes they gather by the stable,
Sometimes they end up on the kitchen table.
But what brings a pumpkin to full life,
Is a guided hand with a carving knife.
Jack-o-lantern pumpkin head
He is a fearful sight.
If I were you, I'd be afraid
To meet him in the night.
By day he is a pumpkin,
But just you wait 'til night.
When out of eyes and nose and mouth
There shines a yellow light.
Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate
The first one said, "Oh my, it's getting late"
The second one said, "There are witches in the air"
The third one said,"But we don't care!"
The fourth one said, "Let's run and run and run"
The fifth one said, "I'm ready for some fun!"
Wooooo, went the wind
And out went the light
And the five little pumpkins rolled out of sight!
We bought a fat orange pumpkin,
The plumpest sort they sell.
We neatly scooped the inside out
and only left the shell.
We carved a funny funny-face
of silly shape and size,
A pointy nose, a jagged mouth
And two enormous eyes.
We set it in a window
and we put a candle in,
Then lit it up
for all to see
Our jack-o-lantern grin.
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Bobbing For Apples I am bobbing for an apple,
A shiny red apple,
I am bobbing for an apple,
But no apple can I get.
I cannot get an apple,
Not one single apple
My sister got an apple,
But all I got was wet!
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