It’s All Hallow’s Eve; beware, beware.
If out and about; take care, take care.
The witches from Crosne Street are stirring their pot.
They’re ugly and horrid, a real wicked lot.
A taste of their soup and you feel really ill.
Not like the lovely broth made by our Phil.
So if you are coming for fish and chip tea,
Sit next to an angel, it might even be me!