Halloween Ode Poems | Ode Poems About Halloween
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TRICK OR TREAT
‘Trick or treat!’ the children cried
As every door was opened wide,
Buckets and bags were filled with
Of cakes and biscuits and hundreds
‘Only to neighbours, the ones we
‘Don’t go any further,’ the parents
But a renegade group of two ghosts
and some ghouls
Were out to cause trouble and break
all the rules.
They jumped over fences and trampled
Whooping and shouting for what seemed
Parents and children were huddled up tight
Shaking their heads at this terrible sight
A little girl gasped and said to her friend:
‘They’re going to Miss Allwitches’ house,
at the end!’
The gang stood and stared at the dark,
Then once more began all the shouting
With all of the noise, they were quite
Of the strange little lady, hovering there
By the time they all looked it was simply
She had lifted her wand and they realised
With a flash and a pop! The crowd all
As one by one the spooks disappeared
‘Will they never learn?’ The old lady sighed
And she winked at the crowd as she went
With sirens a – wailing and lights flashing
Two police cars pulled up, and out stepped
Of burly policemen with big dogs in tow
Sniffing and pulling and raring to go
They searched all the gardens, the houses
But all that they found was a group of rare
Who were rescued and crated and put on a
And sent to a sanctuary, over in Spain
So beware trick or treaters, when knocking
You might get more than you bargained for.
Enjoy all the treats that are given to you
But be kind to your neighbours – and Allwitches,
Twirling around and around in the Night Sphere
Creepy eyes that scream out for a Partner in Loungerie
6 and then Twenty
The Boogeymen of the night
Catching the souls of the departed in flight
Sending them to the loneliest corner of Hell
With a Dunce Cap on every head that read:
HERE YOU ARE STUPID..AMONG THE ZOMBIES AND THEIR DEAD
A quiet empty trio of fools who did not play it cool while they were alive
Who refused to submit to the booze,the Pot,and all that Open Up Jive
Sweethearts on the dance floor where the Dead party all without a smile
Takes us back to that Halloween Trick or Treat town,at least for a little while
Mothers swing their Fathers
The Grim Reapers do their do-si-do
Harper Valley 1-800-NEXT-OF-KIN
Biting Teeth on a Harker Jonathan
Sipping blood with a grinning Mina
She is lovely in that shade of dead
Vein vessel blood all around her neckTAR and thy Head
Here in the ram shackled Studio 50 for DEAD
Dancers are the Boogeyshoes
With one eye alive and the other socket popped out
Sleep Deadly tonight Beneath the full moon and the Tango of cold Harvest Fright
THE BOOGEYMAN WILL GET YOU-LOOK OUT!!
They have said that to me ever since I was a wee boy
Lurking under the sheets,in the closet,behind one's back
Especially at night when we are susceptible to the vivid
imaginations of our peers' taunting ravings of Unmentionable
crawlers of the dark and fright
I would not sleep with the closet door half open to fill these
frightened pupils of what may hide behind
It would scare me out of my adolescent mind,to know that something
SINISTER would come from the shadows and SCARE me to death from behind
Every little boy or girl would be so sensitive to the Boogeymen stories that their
elders or friends would tell them,how green and deathly evil their eyes can be
when they look back at you.Is it purely imagination or something of a twisted and
macabre sense of humor that our brothers and sisters would like to throw back
at us..for kicks and thrills,Halloween night terrors of unimaginable thrills
When I was younger,the Man with a Forever Grin,would like to ridicule and
terrorize me with his Devil-may-bite smile and assistant ghosties who would play
along for the HELL of it.
I may be a grown man now,my friend,but whenever I pop a HALLOWEEN dvd in
my player,the mind cannot help but recollect the pictures of Night Terrors that
forever go bump in the night where I live..
I hope the same can be said of those same Vile screamers that terrorize us in
the first place..give them a taste of their own WICKED medicine
~~Tales From the Crypt~~
On the day before last Halloween,
We made the cemetary scene.
When we came upon a certain tomb,
My scout troop leader filled with gloom.
He read the tombstone teary eyed,
Then, he turned his head and cried.
Our outing didn't go so well
Now, the story I will tell--
Joseph Horny and his wife
remained horny all their life.
They took their final horny breath--
United horny in their death.
Survived by thirteen horny kids--
Did horny things that God forbids.
Both lay horny in this grave--
Joe is stiff and won't behave.
Anna Horny, although dead--
Buried with her legs still spread.
On Halloween, they're often sighted
Trick or Treating, still united!