(With a smiling nod to THE NIGHT BEFORE
CHRISTMAS by Clement Clarke Moore)
The SSQQ Halloween Party
by Shawn Kilpatrick
'Twas the night of the Party, and all through place,
All the creatures were stirring and quickening
The bats were hanging by their feet with care,
In hopes that the revelers soon would be there.
The creatures of the night arose from
While visions of tricks 'n treats danced
in their heads.
And mamma in her costume, and I in mine,
had just arrived to dance, and on candy to dine.
When out on the dance floor there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my candy to see what was the matter.
Away to the dance floor I flew like a flash,
Just in time to observe the Monsters
The moon on the faces of the dancers was a chiller,
The next thing they did was a dance to the
When, what to my wandering eyes should appear,
But a man dressed like a Hooter's girl, inspiring much fear,
Followed by Dracula,
so scary and slick,
I knew in a moment I'd better dance very
More rapid than a flock of bats his minions they came,
And he glared, and shouted, and called them by name;
Now, Renfield! Now Igor!
Come look at this vixen!
Either those are contacts, or I'm really a
To the center of the floor, all along the wall!
Now dance away! Dance away! Dance away all!
As fall leaves that scatter before the fall wind,
scratchy and dry,
When they meet with an obstacle,
our feet did so fly,
And on to the center of the dance floor we
As creatures, gypsies,
and monsters came into view!
And then, in a twinkling, I saw a good spoof
Of "Ghostbusters", with the prancing and pawing of each dancer's
As I drew in my partner, and was turning around,
Off the dance floor a cavewoman sprang with a bound!
There was also a spider, she was dressed in black from head to foot,
And her clothes were decorated with a red hourglass to boot!
A bundle of critters the crocodile hunters had on their backs,
And they looked like they needed a couple backpacks.
Our eyes-how they twinkled! Our attitudes how merry!
Our cheeks were like blood, our noses like sherry!
Our grinning mouths drawn up like a bow,
As we dancers eagerly awaited the master, his next line dance to
The stem of a rose he held tight in his teeth,
And his hands as he danced encircled his head like a wreath,
He had a gaunt face and a lean little belly,
That did not shake when he danced like a bowlful of jelly.
He was lithe and lean, dressed quite spookily himself,
And I shook when I saw him, in spite of myself;
With a turn of his foot and a twist of his head,
He soon gave me to know I had nothing of "Monster Rap" to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his instruction work,
And filled all the dancer's heads with steps; then turned with a
And laying his finger aside of his rose,
And giving a nod, to leave the dance floor he chose,
He sprang to his doorway, and to his guests gave a whistle,
And away we all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere we drove out
of sight, "Happy Halloween to all,
and to all a frightful night!"