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TRICK OR TREAT

TRICK OR TREAT


‘Trick or treat!’ the children cried
As every door was opened wide,
Buckets and bags were filled with 
treats
Of cakes and biscuits and hundreds 
of sweets

‘Only to neighbours, the ones we 
have listed,
‘Don’t go any further,’ the parents 
insisted.
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 
on flowers,
Whooping and shouting for what seemed 
like hours
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, 
spooky dwelling
Then once more began all the shouting 
and yelling

With all of the noise, they were quite 
unaware
Of the strange little lady, hovering there
By the time they all looked it was simply 
too late
She had lifted her wand and they realised 
their fate.

With a flash and a pop! The crowd all 
cheered
As one by one the spooks disappeared
‘Will they never learn?’ The old lady sighed
And she winked at the crowd as she went 
back inside.

With sirens a – wailing and lights flashing 
blue
Two police cars pulled up, and out stepped 
a crew
Of burly policemen with big dogs in tow
Sniffing and pulling and raring to go

They searched all the gardens, the houses 
and roads
But all that they found was a group of rare 
toads,
Who were rescued and crated and put on 
a plane
And sent to a sanctuary, over in Spain

So beware trick or treaters, when knocking 
that door
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, too!


BY
DARRYL ASHTON


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TRICK OR TREAT

 TRICK OR TREAT

‘Trick or treat!’ the children cried
As every door was opened wide,
Buckets and bags were filled with 
treats
Of cakes and biscuits and hundreds 
of sweets

‘Only to neighbours, the ones we 
have listed,
‘Don’t go any further,’ the parents 
insisted.
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 
on flowers,
Whooping and shouting for what seemed 
like hours
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, 
spooky dwelling
Then once more began all the shouting 
and yelling

With all of the noise, they were quite 
unaware
Of the strange little lady, hovering there
By the time they all looked it was simply 
too late
She had lifted her wand and they realised 
their fate.

With a flash and a pop! The crowd all 
cheered
As one by one the spooks disappeared
‘Will they never learn?’ The old lady sighed
And she winked at the crowd as she went 
back inside.

With sirens a – wailing and lights flashing 
blue
Two police cars pulled up, and out stepped 
a crew
Of burly policemen with big dogs in tow
Sniffing and pulling and raring to go

They searched all the gardens, the houses 
and roads
But all that they found was a group of rare 
toads,
Who were rescued and crated and put on a 
plane
And sent to a sanctuary, over in Spain

So beware trick or treaters, when knocking 
that door
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, 
too!


BY
DARRYL ASHTON


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HALLOWEEN

HALLOWEEN


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

E.T., aliens, rubber necks
Climbing over peoples decks
Little elves cling tight to dad
Shaking from the scarves they’ve
had.

A skeleton with toothless grin
Trips against a wheelie bin
Hard to know who laughs the
most
A goblin or his mate, the ghost.

Buckets rattle in the dark
Anxious dogs begin to bark
Parents feigning mock alarm
Watching kids are safe from
harm.

Sweets run out and “spirits”
flag
Eager kids all check their bag.
Declare tonight’s the best there’s
been
Can’t wait for next year’s Halloween. 

BY
DARRYL ASHTON


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HALLOWEEN LAUGHS

HALLOWEEN LAUGHS


What did the ghost teacher
say to her class?
(Watch the board and I'll go
through it again.)

Why didn't the skeleton cross
the road?
(He just didn't have the guts.)

What do you get crossing a
vampire with a snowman?
(Frostbite.)

Why do mummies make good
spies?
(They are really good at keeping
things under wraps.)

Why couldn't Dracula's wife sleep?
(Because of his coffin.)

What do skeletons say before
eating?
(Bone appetite.)

Why did the vampire get fired
from the blood bank?
(He was caught drinking on
the job.)

Why do ghosts have trouble
getting a date?
(Women can see right through
them.)

What do you do if there are
50 zombies surrounding your
house?
(Hope that it's Halloween.)

How come witches never fly
their brooms when they're 
angry?
(They're afraid of flying off
the handle.)


BY
DARRYL ASHTON


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DANCE OF THE BOOGEYMEN(An unusual Halloween hors d'oeuvre)

Twirling around and around in the Night Sphere
Creepy eyes that scream out for a Partner in Loungerie
Two
plus 2
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


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TALES FROM THE CRYPT - FEATURING - HORNY

~~Tales From the Crypt~~


FEATURING...HORNY
 
 
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!

BY
DARRYL ASHTON


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NIGHT TERRORS

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