‘Twas All Hallow’s Eve and all through the Castle,
Nary a Monster was stirring, nor a bone did rattle.
The stockings were hung by the hearth with care,
In hopes that the Great Pumpkin soon would be here.
The Ghoulies were nestled all snug in their crypts,
With Ghosts of years past lurking in their midst.
And the Count in his Tux and I in my Shroud,
Had just settled our bones but The Count he did snore loud!
And the Count in his Tux and I in my Shroud,
Had just settled our bones but The Count he did snore loud!
When out in the graveyard there arose such a ruckus,
I sprang from my coffin to see what the fuss was.
Away to the window I flew quick like a bat,
Tore open the drapes and told the cat to scat!
The moon on the tombstones in the cemetery below,
Gave the brightness of midday to the relics sitting in a row.
And when what did my bleary eyes did espy,
But a dark shadow suddenly going by.
Gave the brightness of midday to the relics sitting in a row.
And when what did my bleary eyes did espy,
But a dark shadow suddenly going by.
And then within a heartbeat I heard on the ramparts,
The thumping and bumping of a cheerful heart.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down the chimney The Great Pumpkin did come with a bound.
He was chubby and plump, a right ghastly old Gourd,
With a black pointy hat and eyes that glowered.
But with a wink of his eye and a twist of his noggin,
I soon knew I need not be frightened.
With a black pointy hat and eyes that glowered.
But with a wink of his eye and a twist of his noggin,
I soon knew I need not be frightened.
He spoke not a sound, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his vine aside his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his vine aside his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his broom holding his bag ever so snug.
And away he did fly, like the down of a bug!
But I heard him exclaim as he rose out of sight,
Happy Halloween to all, and to all a Frightful Night!
And away he did fly, like the down of a bug!
But I heard him exclaim as he rose out of sight,
Happy Halloween to all, and to all a Frightful Night!