There is magic in the night when pumpkins glow by moonlight.
Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Werewolves howl. Phantoms prowl. Halloween's upon us now.
Sticky fingers, tired feet; one last house, 'trick or treat!'
On Halloween, the parents sent their kids out looking like me.
When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, may luck be yours on Halloween.
I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
There is nothing that gives more assurance than a mask.
Nothing on Earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night.