We knew a man named Mr. McGee
He was angry at books since he was three
He picked up a chair
And screamed out “My hair!”
All because it was too long to see.
In our house there was an old boggart
He had a home in our closert
We had to shoo him out
But there wasn’t a doubt
That we probably shouldn’t be bothered
In the jungle I had a shrine
All the music and laughter was mine
Though I was alone
My smiles had shone
All because life really is fine
I fell asleep whilst reading
The book for a grade I was needing
I snored in a heap
And without a peep
I failed the test ‘cause of my sleeping
Sister nancy on a magical chair
She was completely suspended in air
Because she was asleep
She made not a peep
So all the bishops yelled “Get down from there!”
The wallpaper has come to life!
To arms, ‘tis time to fight!
We must defeat our old walls
To great big applause,
And everything will be quite alright.
I carved my Halloween pumpkin
Then it started to say somethin'
I gasped in pure fright
To this ghoul of the night
“That knife is as good as nothin'!”
Cap’n of the jolly ol' crew
Knew nothing but what to do
In case of a storm
His lantern adorned
A light that got them all through