a poem by Jack Prelutsky
It's Halloween! It's Halloween!
The moon is full and bright
And we shall see what can't be seen
On any other night:
Skeletons and ghosts and ghouls,
Grinning goblins fighting duels,
Werewolves rising from their tombs,
Witches on their magic brooms.
In masks and gowns
we haunt the street
And knock on doors
for trick or treat.
Tonight we are
the king and queen,
For oh tonight
it's Halloween!
The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill and... Well That's It, Actually
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I walked up a hill yesterday.
Great post. Lots of fun. Have a very scary day, and a most excellent Halloween :-)
ReplyDeleteWerewolves in tombs? What kind of gonzo campaign setting is this?
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