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WANTED - A WITCH'S CAT by Shelagh McGee Wanted - a witch’s cat.
Must have vigour and spite, Be expert at hissing, And good in a fight, And have balance and poise On a broomstick at night. Wanted - a witch’s cat. Must have hypnotic eyes To tantalise victims And mesmerise spies, And be an adept At scanning the skies. Wanted - a witch’s cat, With a sly, cunning smile, A knowledge of spells And a good deal of guile, With a fairly hot temper And plenty of bile. Wanted - a witch’s cat, Who’s not afraid to fly, For a cat with strong nerves The salary’s high. Wanted - a witch’s cat; Only the best need apply. |
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JOLLY JACK by Kathryn Jackson I’ll make a jack-o’-lantern
Of this pumpkin, round and big; With a carrot for a nose, and Lots of parsley for a wig; He’ll have two big leaves for ears, And a cut-out jolly grin, To say to folks on Halloween, ‘Hello there! Come on in!’ |
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FANCY DRESS PARTY by Kathryn Jackson ‘You’re Jack!’ said a cat to a pirate bold.
‘You’re Jill!’ said Captain Jack. Then everyone guessed who everyone was - Except one little ghost at the back. One little ghost who trailed along As friendly as he could be, But very hard to guess about - He was often so hard to see. He wouldn’t talk, that one little ghost, All he said was, ‘Oooo! Oooo! Oooo!’ And he didn’t eat any kind of treat, Which was most unusual, too. And when all the others took off their masks, All that little ghost did, was steal Up the hill toward the haunted house - So maybe - he - really - was - real! |
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