Five Little Pumpkin Sitting On A
Gate
Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate,
The first one
said,
"Oh my, it's getting late."
The second one said,
"But we don't
care."
The third one said,
"I see witches in the air."
The fourth one
said,
"Let's run, and run, and run."
The fifth one said,
"Get ready for
some fun."
Then whoosh went the wind,
and out went the lights,
And five
little pumpkins rolled out of sight!
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Spooks
- by Sandra
Liatsos
There's a goblin at my window,
A monster by my
door.
The pumpkin at my table
Keeps on smiling more and more.
There's a
ghost who haunts my bedroom,
A witch whose face is green.
They used to be
my family,
Till they dressed for Halloween.
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Walk Into My Parlor
- by Mary
Howitt
"Will you walk into my parlor?"
said the spider to the
fly;
"Tis the prettiest little parlor that you ever did spy.
The way into
my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show when
you are there."
"Oh no, no!" said the little fly,
"to ask me is in
vain;
For who goes up your winding stair
can never come down
again."
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Halloween
- by Mary Jane
Carr
Witches flying past on broomsticks,
Black cats leaping here
and there,
White-robed spooks on every corner,
Mournful moaning in the
air,
Goblins peering out of windows,
Spirit-things that rap and
run-
But don't be scared-it's just October,
Having one last hour of
fun!
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Haunted
House
-
by Jack Prelutsky
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.
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The Scariest Thing
- by Mairi Tereas
Gallagher
Some things are scary
Others are not,
Like
ghosts and goblins,
And things that rot
Cats and dogs are not
scary
At all,
All they do is play chase
And catch a
ball.
But the scariest thing
Creeps around at
night,
Looking for victims
To scratch and bite.
It
hides its face
It's too ugly to see,
It rules all the
monsters,
Both tall and wee.
Those who've seen his face,
Their eyes
burst and bleed,
They beg for mercy
"Spare us, spare us," they
plead.
But he's not a giver
He takes what he finds,
All sorts
of people
Both sightseers and blind.
You've got the
picture,
That he is the king
Of everything scary,
Every little
scary thing.
So watch out at night 'cause if
By him you're
seen,
He'll give you an evil grin
And say...
HAPPY
HALLOWEEN!
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