Goblins are goblining through the wood,
And witches are flying in lonely places;
My pumpkin-face tries, as if he could,
To waken the neighbors by making faces.
And Petey-the-Gnome rides his bat with a shout,
Scaring old ladies and skimming the roof.
Concerning his steed there is never a doubt ,
For he’s radar-equipped, which makes him crash-proof!
by Ray Romine Sunday, July 11, 1954
