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Spookaroo where are you he yells while standing at the window 
his diaper is sagging and his witches hat is crooked and all askew

The ghostees are busy tonight preparing candy for the big kids 
she says, and the sorcerers are chanting in the forest of doom 

But when are the Spookaroos coming, I don't see a think out there 
then he sticks a thump in his mouth and pops out his big blue eyes 

They are flying in the sky my love checking out the little children 
now let's put your costume on and shell out, remember no peeking 

He walks bow legged to his room and parts the curtains just a wee
hoping to catch their attention, he bangs at the window with a shoe 

Spookaroo spookaroo where are you, I got gummy bears for you
the witch's costume waits on the bed, he catches a cold Achoo! 

Mom lifts him up and runs to the den with a voice singing soft and low 
" they're a comin a comin, and they love naked bellies my son " 

Quick get your costume, hide your navel, the spookaroos are here 
toeing, he runs with his hands in the air screaming, no fair no fair !

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