Thursday, 27 October 2011


AnElephantCant contain his excitement
As the end of October draws near
His wee brain fair itches
As he thinks about witches
It is the scariest night of the year

Aye Hallowe’en is a night of fun
As long as you ca’ canny
You might see a de’il
Or a bogle for real
If you keek in each dark nook and cranny

Some traditions have lasted forever
Some changes we find quite surprising
In the US it’s neat
To say trick or treat
But in Scotland we still call it guising

There’s aye laughter and games for the children
With treacle scones hung on a string
Just mind your thrapple
When dookin’ for apples
In case a wean wi’ a fork takes a swing

And everyone carves out a lantern
We use turnips but some folk use pumpkins
We may be old fashioned
But please show compassion
AnElephant should not be confused with a bumpkin

Now though it’s all commercialised
We a’ do things we’re no’ supposed tae
It’s still the night
That causes fright
When we walk wi’ ghouls and ghosties

Hallowe’en is the night of the bogeyman
He frightens the bairns out of their heads
He has never been seen
But does that just mean
He is hiding under AnElephant’s bed?

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