All the leaves that had turned orange, red and gold
are gone now and the bare branches of the trees
reach like skeletons in the night
shaking in the breeze.
Their shadows on the ground
are a fearful site
bobbing and shaking all about
giving mortal souls a fright.
As the moon shines bright over head
skeletal shadows reaching everywhere
I walked past the grave yard filled with dread
hallowed sounds coming from within there.
The reaching skeleton arms
I saw waving all about on the ground
I was running scared, running fast
and I was homeward bound.
Before I could get there
one of the shadows grabbed me down another grabbed my hat
for a moment I looked around
still not knowing where I was at.
my next fall was abrupt
I shook my head and tried again,
pulling myself up.
What’s this I was home in my room
on the floor beside my bed
had all this been a dream? I laughed
What was there here to dread?
I then knew what was going on
it was Halloween again
this is when the bad dreams come along
at night I could never win.
I have always had bad dreams before Halloween night
I’m filled with so much fright
feeling I’m not where I belong.
Crawling back up the side of my bed
and making my way to the middle
I pulled the blankets over my head
when suddenly I heard a scary giggle
I slowly pulled the blankets back
I’m not dreaming now what’s going on,
what is it that you seek
The moon was bright the skeleton arms
were reaching in my window
they hung on the ceiling and across the wall
waving all around as outside the wind did blow.
I heard it again that laughing sound
and that wicked giggle
back under the blankets I wanted to go
but was to scared to even wiggle
We’ve come for you a hoarse voice said,
to take you in the night
we’re going to chop you up, put you in a stew,
and eat you on Halloween Night.
You’ll be so tasty with the spiders and snakes,
the rat’s tail and the pigs eye
now have you anything to say for yourself
before we grab you from that bed and you die.
why must I die this way?
go away, eave me alone,
oh how I hate Halloween day.
Because you’re mean you are a scoundrel
and you have hateful ways
you never spend anytime with your little brother
or ask him if he wants to play.
“What? What’s going on?
then the giggle turned into a big laugh
my blankets were being pulled off the bed
as at them I tried to grab.
Then suddenly popped up two heads from below
right out from under my bed
so this is what was going on
that caused me so much dread
My little brother and his best friend
laughing loudly as they got up
We fooled you yes we did you were so scared
I bet you almost threw up.
No but I’m going to get you
I said as I jumped from the bed
they started to run I was right behind
then something grabbed my head.
it drug me to the window and out
now it’s my brother who every night
wakes up to his own screams and shouts.