by Dennis Shrubshall | Nov 3, 2015 | Poetry
I’m just and ordinary Pumpkin That people like to buy And then they peel and scrape me And put me in a pie But at this time of year it’s different As biggest ones are saught I’m lying on the back of the stall Cos I shudder at the thought Of someone...
by Don Holmes | Oct 24, 2012 | Poetry
How many witches, faces green Will we meet this Halloween? Or maybe vampires, faces white Knocking on your door tonight Then there’s werewolves (facial hair) Moaning at the moon out there Monstrous trolls, with stinky breath Frightening all the kids to death...
by Andrew Diamond | Oct 5, 2012 | Poetry
The cemetery at Abney Park On Halloween, just after dark, Has witches gathering at its gates Who’ve come to play with all their mates, The spirits rising from the graves. On this night nobody behaves And anybody passing by Who’s gifted with the Evil Eye...
by Don Holmes | Nov 6, 2011 | Poetry
Young Harold bought a pumpkin The biggest one he’d seen Took it home upon his bike In time for Halloween His brother and his sister Decided then and there That this year their big pumpkin Was really going to scare Straight away they started To carve the nose and eyes...
by Don Holmes | Nov 6, 2011 | Poetry
Halloween, Halloween You can paint your faces green Make your neighbours start to scream At Halloween, your Halloween Halloween, Halloween Things are not just what they seem Ghoulish, ghostly night time scene At Halloween, your Halloween Halloween, Halloween Parents...
