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T’was the night before Halloween and all through out the house,
all the creatures were stirring including the mouse.
Masks, Pillow cases and matching costumes were hung by the door with care
for hopes that candy and the Great Pumpkin would soon be there.
The children awake with spooky tales, visions of spiders
and ghosts floating in their heads.
Ma and I carving pumpkins with care, the crooked grinned
jack-o-lanterns would raise such a clatter,
parent’s would have to see what was the matter.
Away to the window to see a full moon glow, a witches cackle came to follow.
“As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, she cried”
Her eight tiny spiders, pulling her up oh so high in the night sky.
On Creepy, on Fang, on Creepella, Shreaks, Hadies, Lucifer, Frankenstein, and Sloan.
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" She called.
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with a jack-o-lantern carriage filled with ticks and treats
the witch and the great pumpkin too.
And then, an evil cackle, I heard on the roof The tapping
and scraping of each little tentacle.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
down the chimney the great pumpkin came with a bound.
He was dressed all in black and orange from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of tricks and treats he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a monster just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they glowed! his grin how evil!
His cheeks were like corpses, his nose like a rotten tomato!
His droll little mouth was drawn up with fangs,
and the beard of his chin was as black as night;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a ghost;
He had a thin face and a large belly,
He was grotesque and monster like and boy was he smelly,
And I cringed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know that I was very right to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the pillow cases with tricks and treats
And laying his finger inside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
he sprang to his pumpkin to his team gave a howl,
And away they all flew like the Devil chased him.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"Happy Halloween to all, and to all a good-night."
~ A.R.Parliament ~
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October 31, 2020