Ouija Board Bogie

Ouija board boogie.
Ouija board dance.
They come in at midnight, 
With a sing, and a prance.

We had been laughing heavily
Until they appeared,
Laughing and joking,
We all hooted and jeered.

Then the table started moving, 
Pushed itself away from the wall,
Jumped up and down,
Over our heads, big and tall.

The laughing has stopped.
Our faces are not smiling.
There is shrieking and wailing,
The table, beguiling

The Ouija board is floating away in a cloud.
The ghosts have taken over, they are pretty mean.
Entirely angry, they are yelling quite loud.
The craziest Ouija board dance we have seen.

We are sorry we tried it, some more than others.
We are afraid for our little sisters and brothers.
We opened a portal, and we can feel the mean.
Put that Ouija board away, until next Halloween.

Ouija board boogie.
Ouija board dance.
They come in at midnight, 
With a sing, and a prance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Faulkner Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 2:13 PM
This sounds like a great dance - made me think 'Ouija Board Wedgie!' You should find a contest to put this in!
Krutsinger Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 3:03 PM
It's okay. I like thinking up stuff that makes me smile, and this did. Poetry truly entertains me.
Kiser Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 8:54 AM
I guess I was about 10 when I was given one as a gift; the thing couldn't tell the truth! We tested and tested it and never got one truthful word out of it. One word or advice: useless! Nevertheless, a great boogie! Thoroughly enjoyed.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 10:33 AM
I was dancing around making up crazy Halloween songs when this little ditty came to me.
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