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LA BRUJA MARUJA

Feliz Día de las Brujas!

Video: Barbara y Dick con los Niños – La bruja Maruja

La bruja Maruja nació de una burbuja de blanco jabón.
La bruja Maruja nació sin escoba, se fue hacia la alcoba y se puso a jugar.
Los niños dormían, la bruja jugaba, y como era invisible, nadie la miraba.
Y es que no era bruja, ni bruja ni nada. La bruja Maruja era solo un hada.

La bruja Maruja
era encantadora
se quedó a vivir
en la mecedora

La bruja Maruja
nació en la burbuja
de blanco jabón.

La bruja Maruja
nació sin escoba,
se fué hacia la alcoba,
se puso a jugar.

Los niños dormían,
la bruja jugaba,
como era invisible
nadie la encontraba.

La bruja Maruja
era encantadora,
se quedó a vivir
en la mecedora.

Los niños reían,
los padres cantaban
y los abuelitos
saltaban, saltaban.

y es que no era bruja,
ni bruja ni nada,
la bruja Maruja
era sólo un hada.

October 31, 2010 at 1:13 pm Leave a comment

PUMPKIN’S CHOICE

Pumpkin in the cornfield
Shiny, round and slick
You are big and yellow,
Ripe enough to pick.

Tell me would you rather
Turn into pumpkin pies,
Or become a lantern
With funny, crooked eyes?

This is my opinion;
I think you’ll like it most,
To be a Jack-O-Lantern,
To sit upon a post

November 1, 2009 at 3:45 pm Leave a comment

Five Batty Bats

Five batty bats
Were hanging beneath the moon.

“Quiet!” said the first.
“The witch is coming soon.”

“She’s green,” said the second,
“With a purple pointy nose.”

“Black boots,” said the third,
“Cover up her ugly toes.”

November 1, 2009 at 3:35 pm Leave a comment

THE PUMPKIN

The Jack-o-Lantern chuckled
Then winked his funny eye
“I would rather be a pumpkin face
Than be inside a pie!”

November 1, 2009 at 3:16 pm Leave a comment

ON HALLOWEEN

The witches fly
Across the sky,
The owls go, “Who? Who? Who?”
The black cats yowl
And green ghosts howl,
“SCARY HALLOWEEN TO YOU!”

November 1, 2009 at 3:08 pm Leave a comment

Haunted House

By Jack Prelutsky

There’s a house upon the hilltop
We will not go inside
For that is where the witches live,
Where ghosts and goblins hide.

Tonight they have their party,
All the lights are burning bright,
But oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight.

The demons there are whirling
And the spirits swirl about.
They sing their songs to Halloween.
“Come join the fun,” they shout.

But we do not want to go there
So we run with all our might
And oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight

October 31, 2009 at 5:05 pm Leave a comment

IT’S HALLOWEEN

By Jack Prelutsky

It’s Halloween! It’s Halloween!
The moon is full and bright
And we shall see what can’t be seen
On any other night.

Skeletons and ghosts and ghouls,
Grinning goblins fighting duels,
Werewolves rising from their tombs,
Witches on their magic brooms.

In masks and gowns
we haunt the street
And knock on doors
for trick or treat.

Tonight we are
the king and queen,
For oh tonight
it’s Halloween!

Tooter4Kids : Halloween Poetry

October 31, 2009 at 4:51 pm Leave a comment

Hist Whist

By E. E. Cummings

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hist whist
little ghostthings
tip-toe
twinkle-toe

little twitchy
witches and tingling
goblins
hob-a-nob hob-a-nob

little hoppy happy
toad in tweeds
tweeds
little itchy mousies

with scuttling
eyes rustle and run and
hidehidehide
whisk

whisk look out for the old woman
with the wart on her nose
what she’ll do to yer
nobody knows

for she knows the devil ooch
the devil ouch
the devil
ach the great

green
dancing
devil
devil

devil
devil

wheeEEE

October 31, 2009 at 4:08 pm Leave a comment

The Superstitious Ghost

By Arthur Guiterman

I’m such a quiet little ghost,
Demure and inoffensive,
The other spirits say I’m most
Absurdly apprehensive.
Through all the merry hours of night
I’m uniformly cheerful;
I love the dark; but in the light,
I own I’m rather fearful.
Each dawn I cower down in bed,
In every brightness seeing,
That weird uncanny form of dread—
An awful Human Being!
Of course I’m told they can’t exist,
That Nature would not let them;
But Willy Spook, the Humanist,
Declares that he has met them!
He says they do not glide like us,
But walk in eerie paces;
They’re solid, not diaphanous,
With arms! and legs!! and faces!!!
And some are beggars, some are kings,
Some have and some are wanting,
They squander time in doing things,
Instead of simply haunting.
They talk of “art,” the horrid crew,
And things they call “ambitions.”
Oh, yes, I know as well as you
They’re only superstitions.
But should the dreadful day arrive
When, starting up, I see one,
I’m sure ’twill scare me quite alive;
And then—Oh, then I’ll be one!

Horror Masters

October 31, 2009 at 3:52 pm Leave a comment

IT’S HALLOWEEN

Let the ghosts and witches out,
Bring the apples in;
Don’t you know it’s Halloween?
Let the fun begin!

October 31, 2009 at 3:03 pm Leave a comment

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