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The poem 'Haunted House', by Jack Prelutsky, narrates the celebration of Halloween, wherein people scare others by creating a haunting house. The tradition is prevalent in USA, where people decorate a house, yard or garage on Halloween, mainly in a scary way, and open it to other members of the public. For some, the decorations are something created specifically for trick-or-treating and are in place for one night only. For others, the decorations are done more in the tradition of Christmas decor and appear a month or so before the actual holiday. In this poem, Jack Prelutsky tries to scare people with the story of a haunted house, which has ghosts and witches in it.
Haunted House
There's a house upon the hilltop
We will not go inside
For that is where the witches live,
Where ghosts and goblins hide.
Tonight they have their party,
All the lights are burning bright,
But oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight.
The demons there are whirling
And the spirits swirl about.
They sing their songs to Halloween.
"Come join the fun," they shout.
But we do not want to go there
So we run with all our might
And oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight.
The haunted house tonight.
