All Hallows Eve

All Hallows Eve

Welcome once again to my Brew Pot!
Stolen from here.

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Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damned,
Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
Thou com’st in such a questionable shape
That I will speak to thee.
William Shakespeare...
Addressing the ghost as a spirit that appears in his father’s shape;
“questionable” means which invites questions

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Good Morning Everyone, (the living and the dead as well)!

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Bwuahahaha!!!!

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CLICK HERE for last years costumes and fun!

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Just going back to my own little Halloween Tradition of the reading of the poem.

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LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE...

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James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916), and written in 1885

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LITTLE Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,

An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,

An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,

An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;

An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,

We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun

A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,

An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
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Wunst they wuz a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,--

An' when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,

His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,

An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wuzn't there at all!

An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,

An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'-wheres, I guess;

But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an' roundabout

An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
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An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,

An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;

An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there,

She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!

An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,

They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,

An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!

An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
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An' little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,

An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!

An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,

An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,--

You better mind yer parunts, an' yer teachurs fond an' dear,

An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,

An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,

An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!

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So put on yer scariest voice, and read it to the youngens... (If you dare)!

And do have an utterly ghastly day!

XOXO
Anne

Now what the heck kind of forecast is this?

Green Bay, WI at 3:53 am CDT
Fair , 57ºF
Hi: 56 Lo: 31

hehehe

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originally posted on 360 Wednesday October 31, 2007 - 06:11am (CDT)