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The mice in the castle were rushing around.
A party was planned in the castle ground.
‘Now yon mice,’ said Hamish that day.
‘There’ll be lots of mice who’ll want you to play,
But you must all have your fancy dress.
And make it good. Be sure to impress.’
They had lots of paper and pots of glue.
Bongo rushed to the kitchen to find
The costume which he had in his mind.
After lots of scraping, cutting and din,
He turned himself in to a grand pumpkin.
Fiddlina got black paper and card.
Making her costume was awfully hard.
She cut a big circle, and fixed it with glue.
Then cut a triangle and a long strip too.
She put it all on. ‘I love it!’ said Tich
As she was transformed to a mousical witch.
Keys had a plan for what he could wear.
He cut out a cape, put lard in his hair.
He coloured his face, and then had to stop.
Then off to the kitchen he had to pop.
He put macaroni over two teeth,
And his Dracula costume was then complete.
Quiffy sat and
thought for a while,
Then went to the study and looked at the pile
On all of the rugs the he could find.
Then picked three out that he could bind.
He glued two together, put one on his head.
His Werewolf costume would knock them all dead.
Sachmo picked up paper and glue.
The first part of his costume was easy to do.
Then he went out to Hamish’s shed
Before putting the cardboard over his head.
He carefully fixed his collar with twine
And turned himself in to Frankenstein.
Tich, Tupper and Tina ran off upstairs.
They knew that’s where they’d find their wares.
Tich was careful to cut things out
Then covered the mice and gave a shout.
He covered himself they were all done.
Three mice ghosts
to enjoy the fun.
Twangy thought and ran upstairs,
And found some old pyjamas he wears.
He ran back down in to the hall,
Then the kitchen and he had it all.
Red pyjamas, fork a pointy tail,
Made from an envelope from the mail.
He was very pleased he looked the part:
A mouse devil would give the mice quite a start.
Monty gathered bulbs and tins
And bashed them together with lots of pins.
He moulded them carefully, with some help.
When a pin went astray he gave a big yelp.
When he was finished he moved very slow,
But his Halloween robot was ready to go.
Hamish was organising all the fun.
He’d laid out the games, one by one.
A contest to make the best pumpkin house
With a pumpkin prize to the winning mouse.
Apple bobbing, pin the tail on the cat,
And who can make the scariest hat.
He’d Halloween punch and pumpkin pie,
And toffee apples, a cake piled up high.
The guests all arrived, all shapes and sizes
In costumes and outfits in all disguises.
Pumpkins and skeletons, witches and ghosts
Enjoyed the evening and danced with their hosts.
The mice bobbing for apples got terribly wet,
Soggy ghosts all bobbing to see what they’d get.
Some skeleton mice were eating the pie,
While pumpkins and witches were jumping up high.
Toffee apples were sticking to things
And the cake had lost it’s icy bat wings.
A zombie mouse made the scariest hat,
And a tiny mouse ghost pinned the tail on a cat.
At stroke of midnight they all sat round
And listened to tales – wait! What was that sound?
A canny old mice sat and told tales
Of old fashioned monsters with big fat tails.
Sachmo looked out of the window and thought
He saw in the moonlight a monster of sorts
Down in the lake, next to the wood.
He blinked his eyes, then sure he could
See the monster dance? That just couldn’t be?
The other mice were listening hard
To the tales being told, by the little mouse bard.
No one had seen what Sachmo had
He didn’t tell them. They’d think he was mad.
The party went on until very late
And the mice all danced and sang and ate.
They had such fun they were all worn out
And went up to bed without any doubt
It was the best party for Halloween
That any of them had ever seen.
