I climbed the craggy rocks
And clambered over scree
And met a gruesome goblin
Who cackled full of glee.
"Beware the soggy foggy bottom
Where ghosts and ghouls go gliding.
Mark the path though it twists and turns
Better safe than sorry.
Ignore the call of sirens
And kelpies out at sea.
Don’t go looking for crocks of gold.
Your downfall they will be.
Keep on track, on solid ground
Til of sweet home fires you're sure.
And don't go waking goblins
Til Halloween next year."