Take one dark night, without a star;
Add one thin cat, as black as tar,
Turn on a wind, to shriek and moan,
Stir in ghost, with wail and groan.
Stuff three pumpkins with witches' bane,
Top with a slice of moon on the wane;
Flavor with bats, and things unseen.
Boil and serve chilled. It's Halloween.
There are strange things you may meet,
On Halloween upon your street
Witches, goblins, spooks you dread,
Silent ghosts without a head.
Don't be frightened, for you see,
Underneath are friends like me!
(First verse is read by Den Leader dressed as a witch. Other Den Leaders, dressed as witches, put ingredients in the cauldron as they are mentioned. Second verse is read by Cubmaster, draped with sheet. On last line he pulls off sheet.)