SAMHUINN

SAMHUINN Wi samhuin fast approaching When people start tae dread, The gates of hell burst open For the festival of the dead. Bane shanks lifts his scythe And scrieves his words in fire, Welcome tae this earthly plane Or be cast upon the pyre. Brounies and banshees come tae life Awakened from thir fankle, Bogles bursting fae thir tombs And the reaper dons his mantle. There is nae time tae fouter The haunting must resume, Wirracows screaming fae the shadows And witches on thir broom. Hackit hags wi devilish cats Stirrin up a brew, Tae cast an evil cantrip On the likes eh me and you. The lightning flash and thunder crash Aroond this drookit eldritch place, The warlocks give it laldy As the Deil shows his face. Surrounded by the newly deed On their first trip oot fi hell, Punishment fir thir evil deeds Upon thum did befell. Thieves’ crooks and conmen Bare the pain from aw thiv stolen, Liars, deceivers and falsifiers Thir tongues all black and swollen. Three days fae All Hallows Eve To roam the earth once more, Then back below on all souls day In keeping with folklore. The Deil lifts his Tassie tae toast As the numbers begin tae swell, On yir way my minions And promise to give thum hell. SLAINTE MHATH the Deil cries oot His Tassie pressed tae his lips, As the borders between life and death Slowly begin tae rip. Witches screamin in the nicht As they fly of through the sky, Banshees floating through the trees Ye can hear thir wailing cry. Goblins scurry through the nicht Invisible and unseen, And peelly wally ghosts Will haunt for Halloween. The streets are hoachin full eh guisers With tumshies fir a licht, They trick or treat on Halloween Aw lookin fir a fricht. They’ve been dookin deep fir apples But the bairns ir pretty fly, They`d rather go fir candy Or a penny fir the guy Mony a mickle maks a muckle And the pennies stack up high, Ye can make yourself a fair wee pochle Before the end is nigh. The bairns all scunnered and haiverin Bit gallus wi thir prize, Then they aw see Scary Mary They can’t believe thir eyes. The wee yins scatter tae the winds As Mary she wis bealin, Sweeties scattered iverywhere The bairns they aw start squealin. Sittin mauchit in a bush Fir somewhere good tae hide, Prayin fir yir mither Tae tak ye where ye bide. Thirs witches flyin everywhere You kin see thum through the cloud, Demons runnin through the streets And bodies in a shroud. A braw nicht just oot guisin Has turned intae a mare, Bit dinny luft yer heed up Or yell catch the witches glare. Running ticht along the wa Jist like a scared wee moose, Ye niver even caught yir breath Ti ye were back inside yer hoose. Ye tell yer maw an da Of the horrors thit yev seen, Then ye lock the doors and shut the blinds And hide fae Halloween. Then yer keekin oot the windy And ye see a demons claw, It`s time tae git yer jammies on And coorie in yer maw. Thin the sun comes up eftir all souls day As we bid farewell tae Samhuinn, The deil closes the gates of hell Till next year wi aw go again. THE END.