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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.
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.”
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!”
Haunted House
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
WITCH WAYS
In pointed hat
And flowing cloak,
The witches cackle,
Scream, and croak.
Way past the moon,
In the midnight sky,
The witches fly.
They fly! They fly!
In flowing cloak
And pointed hat,
They stir their brew
Of toad and gnat.
Then having supped
In the midnight sky,
The witches fly.
They fly! They fly!
One for sorrow
One for sorrow,
Two for mirth,
Three for a wedding,
Four for birth,
Five for rich,
Six for poor,
Seven for a witch,
I can tell you no more.
Otchky-potchky, itchky-pitch
From Shrek!
By William Steig
Otchky-potchky, itchky-pitch
Pay attention to this witch.
A donkey takes you to a knight–
Him you conquer in a fight.
Then you wed a princess who
Is even uglier than you.
Ha ha ha and cockadoodle,
The magic words are “Apple Strudel”
