THIS IS A FUN HALLOWEEN SONG:

WITCHES BREW
Dead leaves, seaweed, rotten eggs too,
Stir them in my witches brew,
I’ve got magic, Alakazamakazoo.

Spider webs, moldy bread, mucky mud too,
Stir them in my witches brew,
I’ve got magic, alakazamakazoo.

ooooo my witches brew
ooooo What’s it gonna do to you? BOO!

Floor wax, thumb tacks, purple paint too,
Stir them in my witches brew.
I’ve got magic, alakazamakazoo!

Finger nails, lunch pails, apple cores too
Stir them in my witches brew.
I’ve got magic, alakazamakazoo.

Wrinkled prunes, mushrooms, motor oil too,
Stir them in my witches brew.
I’ve got magic, alakazamakazoo

Oooooo My witches brew,
Oooo What’s it gonna do to you? Boo!

It’s Halloween (sung to Farmer in the Dale)

The pumpkin’s in the patch
The pumpkin’s in the patch
Oooooo It’s Halloween,
The pumpkin’s in the patch.
Other verses:
The pumpkin takes the witch
The witch takes the cat
The cat takes the bat
The bat takes the ghost
The ghost takes the treats
We all say trick or treat.

LITTANY FOR HALLOWEEN
From ghoulies and ghosties
And long-leggedy beasties
And things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us!

Things that Go Bump in the Night
by “Graffiti Poet”

I’ve never been one for being afraid,
Or running away from a fight,
But I shiver with fear, whenever I hear
Things that go bump in the night.

You can call me a fool, if I hear a ghoul
Creaking its foot on the stair,
I’m outta that place, at double quick pace
You’re not going to keep me in there.

I know they’re not real, it’s just how I feel
We all have our crosses to bear,
At the first chilly breeze, I’m down on my knees
Reciting the words of a prayer.

If I saw a ghost, what would frighten me most
Would be if they noticed me too,
I’d probably faint, seeing something that ain’t;
Something you shouldn’t see through.

The worst thing I’ve seen, in life or on screen
Is a poltergeist turning her head,
I kept on the light, for many a night
And always checked under my bed.

You may laugh and scoff, if it’s spooky I’m off
At the first sign of something not right,
It’s true what I’ve said, I’m afraid of the dead
And things that go bump in the night….

Pumpkins

We bought a fat orange pumpkin
The plumpest sort they sell.
We neatly scooped the inside out
And only left the shell.
We carved a funny funny face
Of silly shape and size,
A pointy nose, a jagged mouth, and two enormous eyes.
We set it in a window and we put a candle in.
Then lit it up for all to see our jack-o-lantern grin.

Jack=O=Lantern

I am a pumpkin big and round.
Once upon a time I grew on the ground.
Now I have a mouth, two eyes, and a nose.
What are they for do you suppose?
With a candle inside shining bright,
I’ll be a jack-o-lantern on Halloween night

Pumpkins

We bought a fat orange pumpkin
The plumpest sort they sell.
We neatly scooped the inside out
And only left the shell.
We carved a funny funny face
Of silly shape and size,
A pointy nose, a jagged mouth, and two enormous eyes.
We set it in a window and we put a candle in.
Then lit it up for all to see our jack-o-lantern grin.

Jack=O=Lantern

I am a pumpkin big and round.
Once upon a time I grew on the ground.
Now I have a mouth, two eyes, and a nose.
What are they for do you suppose?
With a candle inside shining bright,
I’ll be a jack-o-lantern on Halloween night

Five Little Pumpkins

Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate,
The first one said,”Oh my it’s getting late.”
The second one said,”There are witches in the air.”
The third one said,But I don’t care.”
The fourth one said,”Let;\’s run and run and run,”
The fifth one said,”I’m ready for some fun.”
Whooooo went the wind and out went the lights,
And the five little pumpkins rolled out of sight.

The Pumpkin

Sometimes big and sometimes small,
But always round and orange.
When children fix my famous grin,
Then I’m a scary fellow.

Three Little Witches

One little, two little, three little witches,
Flying over haystacks,. Flying over ditches.
Sliding down moonbeams without any hitches.
Hi – ho Halloween is here!
Skeleton Parade
by Jack Prelutsky

The skeletons are out tonight,
they march about the street,
With bony bodies, bony heads
and bony hands and feet.
Bony bony bony bones
with nothing in between,
Up and down and all around
they march on Halloween.

The Witches’ Spell
Act IV, Scene 1 from Macbeth (1606) by William Shakespeare

A dark Cave. In the middle, a Caldron boiling. Thunder.
Enter the three Witches.
1 WITCH. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d.
2 WITCH. Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin’d.
3 WITCH. Harpier cries:—’tis time! ’tis time!
1 WITCH. Round about the caldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.—
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one;
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot!
ALL. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
2 WITCH. Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
3 WITCH. Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf;
Witches’ mummy; maw and gulf
Of the ravin’d salt-sea shark;
Root of hemlock digg’d i the dark;
Liver of blaspheming Jew;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver’d in the moon’s eclipse;
Nose of Turk, and Tartar’s lips;
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver’d by a drab,—
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingrediants of our caldron.
ALL. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
2 WITCH. Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.