*Nothing gets me in the spirit of Halloween more than some
spooky
Halloween poetry. Below you can be haunted by some great
verse by Jack Prelutsky and ee cummings.*
Happy Halloween
It's late and we are sleepy,
The air is cold and still,
Our Jack-o-Lantern grins at us
upon the window sill.
We're stuffed with cake and candy,
And we've had a lot of fun,
But now it's time to go to bed
And dream of all we've done.
We'll dream of ghosts and goblins,
And of witches that we've seen.
And we'll dream of trick-or-treating
On this happy Halloween.
