Halloween at Rangemore Hall. Needwood
Darkened corridors and rooms
Hobgoblins and witches brooms
Screaming ghouls and teachers too
Cobwebs, moths and bats that flew
Milk was special that night
Really was a scary sight
Hints of red and green blood
In tureens food looked like mud
Toad in hole and burnt potatoes
Soup of frogs, herbs and old shoes
Weird music and scary staff.
That faint ghastly wicked laugh.
Outside the bleak wood strange things
Bones of the underworld kings
Magic mushrooms and strange views
Was it just food or strange brews?
The girls' just naughty witches
Or wicked dark princesses
Young girls tremble and giggle
As they run with their wiggle
Boys dressed as devils or elves
And some were just like themselves
The moon flits in and out clouds
As Dracula moves his shrouds
Howling wolves waken the dead
Its then we are all sent to bed
COPYRIGHT Douglas. Hardy
3 comments:
i like your Halloween poem. Brilliant!!! Reminds me of so many Halloween parties we've had at Needwood. It was a perfect environment to have Halloween parties there.
Thankyou for the compliment Jerry
Thats a very good poem Douglas, it sounds like you all had so much fun there on halloween night. Its some times good to look back on the good times of ones childhood.
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