Every year my mom sends us kids and her grandkids this Halloween poem she made up when I as just a kid (so around 40+ years this poem has been around). I remember we had an assignment in third grade to write a Halloween poem, so I saved the time for TV watching and handed hers in instead. (Sorry, Miss Gick!)
This wasn’t a terrifying poem, but Mom recited it with such conviction that you couldn’t help but wonder what her coven designation was–as she was most certainly speaking from experience. Although at the part where the cackle begins is when she’d tickle me silly. Enjoy.
JUST A WARNING…. BE CAREFUL OUT THERE TONIGHT BECAUSE,
THE WITCHES AND THE GOBLINS
COME OUT ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT!
THEY SCARE YOU…THEY GRAB YOU…THEY HOLD YOU TIGHT!
AND THEN THEY PUT YOU ON THEIR BROOM
AND FLY AWAY UP IN THE SKY.
THEY TAKE YOU TO THE WITCH’S HOUSE,
AND BAKE YOU IN A PIE!
AND WHILE YOU’RE COOKING ON THE STOVE
THEY STAND AROUND AND LAUGH
(INSERT MOM/GRAMMY’S EVIL CACKLE HERE) !!!!!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!!!