‘Halloween Countdown’ by Jack Prelutsky

Halloween Countdown

 

 Happy Halloween!
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There are ten ghosts in the pantry,

There are nine upon the stairs,

There are eight ghosts in the attic,

There are seven on the chairs,

There are six within the kitchen,

There are five along the hall,

There are four upon the ceiling,

There are three upon the wall,

There are two ghosts on the carpet,

Doing things that ghosts will do,

There is one ghost right behind me

Who is oh so quiet . . . BOO!

Jack Prelutsky

Countdown to Halloween: ‘In a dark, dark wood….’ – Traditional

In a Dark Dark Wood…
 

Magic! between the trees
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In a dark, dark wood,

there was a dark, dark house;

And in the dark, dark house,

there was a dark, dark room;

And in the dark, dark room,

there was a dark, dark cupboard;

And in the dark, dark cupboard,

there was a dark, dark shelf;

And on the dark, dark shelf

there was a dark, dark box;

And in the dark, dark box

there was a….ghost!

Day 277/365 - No Ghost
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In a dark, dark wood there was a dark, dark house;

And in the dark, dark house there was a dark, dark room;

And in the dark, dark room there was a dark, dark cupboard;

And in the dark, dark cupboard there was a dark, dark shelf;

And on the dark, dark shelf there was a dark, dark box;

And in the dark, dark box there was a….witch!

Paper Mache Haunted House -
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Countdown to Halloween: ‘Do you want to be a wizard?’ by Wes Magee

I will cast you a spell
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Do you want to be a wizard?

Well, you need a pointed hat

With silver stars and golden moon

And perched on top ……a bat.

 

Do you want to be a wizard?

Well, you’ll need a Book of Spells

and rotten eggs and fried frogs

to make some horrid smells.

 

Do you want to be a wizard?

Well, you’ll need some pickled brains,

A wand, a cloak, and one dead rat,

And great slime from the drains.

 

Do you still want to be a wizard?

Countdown to Halloween: An bhfaca tú an chailleach?

An bhfaca  tú an chailleach?

 

An bhfaca  tú

an chailleach?

Chonaic mise í,

Lena srón mór fada,

Is a fiacla gránna buí.

 

Hubail rubail bubail,

Hubail rubail bubail.

Vintage Halloween Postcard
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An bhfaca tú 

an chailleach?

Chonaic mise í,

Lena cat mór fada,

Ar an scuab ina suí,

 

Hubail rubail bubail,

Hubail rubail bubail.

Vintage Halloween Postcard artist Ellen H Clapsaddle
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Countdown to Halloween: Poem: ‘I saw a ghost that stared and stared’.

OOOOoooooOOOOOooooo!
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When it is late

 

When it is late

and it is dark

and everybody sleeps.

Shhh!

 

Into our kitchen

a small ghost creeps.

Shhh!

 

Then he clatters and clangs,

batters and bangs.

 

So we pull up the cover

over our heads

and we block up our ears

and

STAY

IN

BED.

 

I saw a ghost.

 

I saw a ghost

that stared

and stared.

I stood still

and acted scared.

But that was just

a big pretend.

I knew that ghost.

It was MY FRIEND.

Countdown to Halloween: Poem: ‘The skeletons are out tonight’.

Strike Up the Band
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The skeletons are out tonight,

They march about the street,

With bony heads and bony knees,

And bony hands and feet.

Bony, bony, bony, bony,

Nothing in between,

Up and down and all around

They march on …

 

HALLOWE’EN.

 

Traditional

 

A goblin lives in our house

in our house

in our house.

A goblin lives in our house

all year round.

 

And he bumps

and he jumps

and he thumps

and he stumps.

 

And he knocks

and he rocks

and he rattles

at the locks.

 

A goblin lives in our house

in our house

in our house.

A goblin lives in our house

all year round.

 

Anon

 

Countdown to Halloween: Poem: ‘Witch, witch, where do you fly?’

the most beautiful witch of the world
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Witch, Witch

Witch witch,

where do you fly?

Under the clouds

and over the sky.

 

Witch, witch,

what do you eat?

Little black apples

from Hurricane Street.

 

Witch, witch,

what do you drink?

Vinegar and good red ink.

 

Witch, witch,

where do you sleep?

Up in the clouds

where the pillows are cheap.

 

Traditional

 

The Smallest Witch

 

The smallest witch,

I ever did see,

Just peeked through the window

and looked at me.

I waved once or twice

but very soon,

She jumped three times

and flew to the moon.

 

Anon

Countdown to Halloween: ‘Sa choill dhubh dhorcha… bhí teach dubh dorcha…’

Sa choill dhubh dhorcha…

a forest (for invisible children)
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bhí teach dubh dorcha…
Haunted House
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Sa teach dhubh dhorcha,

 

bhí seomra dubh dorcha…

there is an old manor
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Sa seomra dhubh dhorcha,

bhí cófra dubh dorcha…

Bare
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Sa chófra dhubh dhorcha,

 

bhí tarraiceán dubh dorcha…

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Sa tarraiceán dhubh dhorcha,


bhí bosca dubh dorcha…

519 Hidden Treasure
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Sa bhosca dhubh dhorcha,

 

bhí mála dubh dorcha…

 

Satchel

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Sa mhála

dhubh

dhorcha,

 

bhí ……………

 

TAIBHSE !

Ghostie!
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