Grandma Got Ran Over By A Broomstick

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Grandma got ran over by a broomstick,
Walking home from our house Halloween.
Now you can say there's no such thing as witches.
But as for me and grandpa, we believe.

1. She'd consumed to many spirits.
And we begged her not to go.
But she'd forgot her Belladonna,
So she sacheted out the door, we didn't know.
When they found her the next morning
At the scene of the attack.
She had bristles on her forehead,
And incriminating brush marks on her back.
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2. Now we're all so proud of grandpa.
He's been taking it so well.
See him in there watching wrestling,
Drinking wine and dancing skyclad with cousin Nell.
It's not Samhain with out grandma.
She's the one with the big hat.
And we just can't help but wonder,
Should we divy up her candy, or send it back.
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3. Now the punch is on the table,
And the pumpkin, it's so big.
And the black and silver candles
That would just have matched the hair in grandma's wig.
I've warned all my friends and neighbors,
Better watch out for yourselves.
They should never give a license,
To a gal who flies a broomstick deosil.
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Boys and Girls Come out to Play

Girls and boys come out to play,
The moon doth shine as bright as day;
Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
and come with your playfellows into the street.
Come with a whoop, come with a call,
Come with a good will or not at all.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
a half-penny roll will serve us all.
You find milk, and I'll find flour,
And we'll have pudding in half an hour.

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