Click here to hear AnElephant read his own drivel aloud:
AnElephantCant contain his excitement
As the end of October draws near
His wee brain fair itches
As he thinks about witches
It is far and away the scariest night of the year
Aye Hallowe’en is a night of fear-filled frolics and fun
As long as you ca’ canny*
You might see a de’il
Or a bogle for real
If you keek in each impenetrably dark nook and cranny
Some traditions last forever and ever
Some changes we find quite surprising
In the US it’s neat
To say trick or treat
But in Scotland for the past 500 years we call it guising
There’s ay laughter and games for the children
With treacle scones hung on a loosely-strung string
Just mind your thrapple
When dookin’ for apples
In case a wild wean wi’ a sharp-pronged fork takes a swing
And everyone carves out a lacklustre lantern
We use torpid turnips but some folk use pumpkins
We may be old fashioned
But please show compassion
AnElephant should not be casually confused with a near-extinct country bumpkin
Now though it’s all modern and commercialised
We a’ continue to do things we’re no’ supposed tae
It’s still the nerve-numbing night
That causes face-freezing fright
When we walk wi’ all sorts of gruesome ghouls and ghastly ghosties
Hallowe’en is the annual haunt of the bogeyman
He frightens the bravest bairns out of their hat-disguised heads
He has never been seen
But does that really just mean
He is hiding patiently but perniciously poised under AnElephant’s bed?
*Glossary of Terms:
Aye – yes
ca’ canny – take care
bogle – a bad thing, a spectre, a goblin
keek – look
ay – always
thrapple – throat, windpipe
dookin’ – ducking, trying to capture from a large basin or bath
wean – bairn, child
tae – to
bogeyman – boogeyman (USA), very bad (hopefully) imaginary person
Thank you for the pointer CE. This is really good. The only Scots heritage I can reliably claim is a great-great grandad from Fife, but thanks to a wife fae Auld Reekie and a liking for Irvine Welsh’s writing, the only expression I had to check in your glossary was “ca’ canny”.
I must have a stab at some poetry.
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AnElephantCant deny it
Mr Brand has charm to spare
Ancestors from Fife
And an Embru wife
But who on earth is this impostor CE Ayr?
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That’s a mystery yet to be solved.
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Visiting by way of CE’s suggestion. You’ve written quite an extremely humorous bit of poetry.
I liked it very much. The reading of it is enjoyable to hear.
Greetings and Cheers …
Isadora 😎
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AnElephant is blushing pinkly at praise from lovely Isadora.
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An unexpected and fun Halloween poem! Enjoyed it very much thank you 🙂
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AnElephant is happy you enjoyed.
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😀
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C E
Did you know in Spain they roast chestnuts on the 31/10 as the fiesta de castanas – the trick n treat commercialisation has affected that too – good to remind us of the guisin in scotland – awe ra best
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AnElephant passes your message to the upstart Mr Ayr.
In our little town they sell roast chestnuts – very cheap, 1 euro for a wee poke – on the promenade on the Saturday before Hallowe’en.
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Dear Elephant,
Simply delightful.
Trick, treat and shalom,
Rochelle
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AnElephant smiles happily at the Lady R’s kind words.
And because he has escaped the bogeyman for another year!
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I particularly like your giggle that you canna contain!
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AnElephant finds his accent drifting towards a Hielan’ lilt, rather than his normal Ayrshire brogue, perhaps because he is not quite so broad in his everyday speech.
But he enjoys this annual post, and is happy Dale did too.
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As I’m of a clan from the Hielan”, mayhaps that is why I enjoyed it so much!
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