Ooky Kooky Spooky

He eats and eats. No time to say Boo. Swallows the boxes and wrappers too. He snatches as much as he can chew. Because eating candy is all he can do!

He is too scared to fly at night. Blood can make him faint on sight. Spider, snakes anf spider mites will make him scream will girlish fright.

He is the color of night, and way out of sight. This cat cant wait till the night is just right. He'll mingle with the witches and monsters and bats. He's the life of the party, the coolest of cats. He comes fashionably late and gets right to work. The most fashionable cat in LA and New York. The party gets started when the clock strikes midnight. You know Kat will be there if its Halloween Night.

Why does everyone run away? Someone heard Sally Spider say. Is it my spider wit? Her spider wit is terribly hip. Is it my spider legs? Her spider legs are all the rage. Is it my spider shoes? No one could excuse a spider with shoes. Who knew?

Even if Sam wanted to dance, he would never stand a chance. With four left feet, and the same on the right, If you asked him to boogie, He'd be nowhere in sight. When it comes to dancing, he doesn't dare. But Sam always dresses with style and flair.

Lizard tongues and cricket guts and lots of little nasty stuff, Witch Hazel stirs in everything. A moldy bone, and insect wing. She toils away in a red hat wearing polka dots instead of black. A dash of snake and an eye of newt, is it trouble she is brewing or just bad soup?