Spooky McBoo and Sneaky McGhee
Went trick-or-treating on All Hallow’s Eve
Spooky was sly, but Sneaky was bad
And all of their tricks drove the neighbourhood mad
Spooky would knock three times on the door
Steal all the candy, and then ask for more
Sneaky would give all the children a fright
Then scurry off cackling into the night
Spooky and Sneaky were a terrible pair
Spreading their tricks without seeming to care
They weren’t afraid of the goblins and ghouls
They frolicked along, disregarding the rules
But then Old Man Pumpkin caught up with the two
And said, “This must stop, McGhee and McBoo!
I cannot allow this game to persist!
So, McGhee and McBoo, you must cease and desist!”
But Spooky and Sneaky didn’t care for these words
They thought Old Man Pumpkin was rather absurd
So they frolicked on, with their tricks without treats
But then Old Man Pumpkin caught them back on the streets
“McGhee and McBoo! What am I to do
With a pair of imps as mischievous as you?
Your tricks without treats are a scandalous plague,
You two must be punished because you’ve disobeyed!”
With that, Old Man Pumpkin locked the duo inside
Of a coffin where it felt like they’d been buried alive!
On Halloween night, they were removed from the fun
Because of the mischief these two spooks had done
“I’m sorry,” said Spooky, his voice very soft.
“I’m sorry, too,” Sneaky sniffed, or perhaps he coughed.
In any case, the duo made amends with themselves
But that Old Man Pumpkin wasn’t satisfied as well
“I’ll teach them a thing about tricks, now,” thought he.
So he went in search of the best tricks to see
And he found them, too, with a wizard so grey
That his beard looked like fur-balls mixed in an ashtray
“I need a spell,” Old Man Pumpkin had said,
“Which will fill naughty spooks with caution and dread.”
The wizard, it seemed, was more than happy to help
And when Old Pumpkin left, he felt all would well
But Spooky and Sneaky were far from all right
When they were let back into that lovely night
The sight they beheld caused their hearts both to sink
They found that their bodies had been had coloured bright pink!
“How can we trick,” they said, “in a colour so strange?
If we can’t play tricks, then we might have to change
All of our sneaky ways, and then make amends
Why, if we can’t play tricks, we might have to make friends!”
Old Man Pumpkin just laughed and said, “What shall I do,
With you, Sneaky McGhee, and you, Spooky McBoo?”
Now, Spooky McBoo and Sneaky McGhee
Are the friendliest spooks that you’ll ever see
And on Halloween night, they give everybody treats
Without tricks at all while they’re haunting the streets
And though they are pink, they’re a sight to behold
The subject of many ghost stories we’re told
Around Halloween time, in the midst of a dream
About Spooky McBoo and Sneaky McGhee