| Remember the storm With high gusts of wind? A large group of skeletons Were caught within The gusting gales And drenching rain. They’ve all been found And assembled again. The bones were all scattered- it was a sight! By day they’re a mess But they’re okay at night. The foot-bone is resting Where the skull should be And the nose-bone is now a stable right knee. Some of their jaws Are permanently closed, On top of their heads Are fingers and toes. It’s spooky, you know, But they’re sure to be seen In a lot of newspapers This Halloween. |