by J.B. Tabb (1845-1909)
In a funny peak-ed cap,
And he cuts such funny capers!
Such a merry little chap!
And he goes out on a frolic,
And he shakes his little wings,
When he thinks how very funny
Is the little song he sings!
“Halloween Night!
Halloween Night!
In the cold bright rays
Of the old moon’s light,
Elf men and brownies!
No time to be lost!
We will frolic around
Till we freeze up the ground,
And the children will think
It’s Jack Frost.”
Father John Banister Tabb 1845-1909
From The Haliburton Second Reader, 1912
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