The Witch

by Jack Prelutsky
She comes by night, in fearsome flight,
In garments black as pitch,
the queen of doom upon her broom,
the wild and wicked witch,
a crackling crone with brittle bones
and dessicated limbs,
two evil eyes with warts and sties
and bags about the rims,
a dangling nose, ten twisted toes
and fold of shriveled skin,
cracked and chipped and crackled lips
that frame a toothless grin.
She hurtles by, she sweeps the sky
and hurls a piercing screech.
As she swoops past, a spell is cast
on all her curses reach.
Take care to hide when the wild witch rides
to shriek her evil spell.
What she may do with a word or two
is much too grim to tell.

If You've Never

by Elsie Melchert Fowler
If you've never seen an old witch
Riding through the sky--
Or never felt big bat's wings
Flopping, as they fly--
If you've never touched a white thing
Gliding through the air,
And knew it was a ghost because
You got a dreadful scare--
If you've never heard the night owls,
Crying, "Whoo-whoo-whoo?"
And never jumped at pumpkin eyes
Gleaming out at you--
If all of these exciting things
You've never heard or seen,
Why then--you've missed a lot of fun,
Because--that's HALLOWEEN!

Witchy Boo's Brew

by Francine Pucillo
Halloween arrives again
Much to our dismay
Haven't had a chance to cook
But listen, it's okay
All three here to whip it up
With ingredients so rare
When you taste it you will see
Why we love to share
Eye of toad and wings of prey
Anything we find today
Adding more ingredients
But can't give that away
Drink up now and have some fun
We're sorry but we have to run
Happy Halloween we say
Witchy Poos now rule the day.

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