Ghosts and spooks are floating round, Sh———, Sh———, Move and flitter without sound, Sh———, Sh———, Doors are swinging to and fro, Bells are ringing soft and low, Tree toads croak and roosters crow, Hallowe'en is here. Witches riding through the air, Sh———, Sh———, Bats are flying everywhere, Sh———, Sh———, Old maids search the silvered glass, When the witching hours pass, Every year the same, alas, Hallowe'en is here. Sweet girls cringing in mad fright, Sh———, Sh———, Backing down the cellar flight, Sh———, Sh———, Peering in the musty gloom, Fearful lest some shape assume Features of a hapless groom, Hallowe'en is here. Jack-o-lanterns bobbing past, Sh———, Sh———, Sheeted forms a-running fast, Sh———, Sh———, Wilted youths are diving deep Crab apples to bite and keep, Old folks losing beauty sleep, Hallowe'en is here. |