DON'T TRICK OR TREAT A LION
Don't 'Trick or Treat' a lion,
as when it's at the door,
it won't give you some candy,
but give a giant 'RRRROARRRRR!!
Mummified monsters make for the minds
of terrified teachers teaching the times
tables in silence, sweating in suits,
splatting so softly the seven spiteful spooks.
Whimsical witches whistle and wail,
hiding Headmaster’s in Halibut hail.
Plummeting pumpkins punish the plains,
as zig-zagging zombies zearch for zome brains.
Cackling cauldron’s chatter and cheer,
awaiting their appetite answers appear.
Damned Dinner-ladies turn into ducks,
so the school staff surrender and shout out ‘School sucks!’
With a krying kapow, and a moggie’s miaow,
The curse from the children had lifted for now.
At 3am, nothing's normal.
Everything is paranormal.
No matter where you try and hide,
the ghosts will find you deep inside.
Keep alert, and be aware,
they want to do much more than scare.
Don't close your eyes, or look away -
They're coming for your soul today!"
I PUT A SPELL ON YOU
I wrote a pretty nifty spell
to turn mud into gold.
I’m sure I’d get a billion pounds
if it was ever sold.
I asked my Gran to watch it work
because she was my fan.
I said some magic words and then,
there was a massive bang.
I hadn’t turn the mud to gold,
but Gran into a train.
She sang ‘Choo-Choo, I’m happy now’,
so I've had to start again!