Halloween Countdown Day 9: Grandpa’s Ghost

Grandpa’s Ghost

In Grandma’s house, at the end of a hall

Upstairs, where mice no longer crawl

Stands a big old clock, dark and tall

Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock tock-tick

Beat as steady as a rock

The ticking old grandfather clock

Then, at one minute to midnight

When the moon grows full and bright

And the autumn air is just right

Listen close and you’ll hear the sound

Of floorboards creaking, squeaking loud

As Grandpa’s ghost starts walking ‘round

Grandpa died in 1929

From too much fun and too much wine

But he still gets around just fine

And sometimes, when he’s feeling gay

His old Victrola will start to play

And he dances the whole night away

Grandpa won’t stay peaceful and dead

He’d rather raise a big ruckus instead

‘Till Grandma tells him to “Go to bed!”