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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