Spongebob’s Halloween Shindig. By Hannah Gelb and Eir Nordeen. It was a pale eve in Bikini Bottom In October the month of Autumn. The fish-folk there were gathering For some serious partying To celebrate All Hallow’s Night With crazy costumes of delight.
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By Hannah Gelb and Eir Nordeen
In October the month of Autumn.
The fish-folk there were gathering
For some serious partying
To celebrate All Hallow’s Night
With crazy costumes of delight.
Under the full moon did they assemble
Faces flushed and bodies trembled
With excitement for the night’s events
At Spongebob’s place of residence.
In a flapper’s gown of glittering gold.
Covered in sequins and jewels she danced,
Whirling, twirling to the music she pranced.
Eventually she had to rest
Saying, “A glass of punch would be best.”
But the feisty squirrel was not done
She busted out the karate just for fun
And terrorized the others until
Spongebob told her to be still.
Trying to hide that he had no hair,
Dressed as Satan was he with a toupee of black
No one had the heart to tell him it looked like crap.
He shamefully brought his clarinet along,
And was just about to burst into a song
Of terrible sound, there can be no doubt
Luckily Spongebob knew enough to shout
Just as the instrument touched Squidward’s lips
The sponge yelled out, “Anyone want chips?”
Masquerading as a mermaid was she that night
Quite small was her costume of shimmery green
With her large bod she was not quite fit to be seen.
But in self-confidence she was the master
And not one would deny that she could dance faster
Than any while grooving to the YMCA.
Clearly however, it was not her day
For she accidentally was tripped in the room
And puffed to the ceiling like a hot-air balloon.
Patrick Star was in a good mood.
Scarfing down snacks as fast as he could
In a garment of orange he sure did look good.
For as a pumpkin he was aptly dressed
He did all he could to looks his best.
After a while his stomach was hurting
So scared he was it was gonna be bursting
Running in circles all in a panic
He finally passed out in Spongebob’s hammock.
Appeared in a costume that was quite funny
Although a bit plain, it read boldly on the chest:
“Hello! I work for the I.R.S.”
Slyly he did pick up dropped and loose change
After a while he had quite a large range
Of pennies, nickels, quarters and dimes
However, he later would pay for his crimes
When the tricked party-goers examined their pockets
They screamed they would rip Krabs’ arms from the sockets.
Plankton of course, for he was quite small.
But an inch high, the one-eyed villain was scheming
Not a day went by when he wasn’t dreaming
Of how he would make the Krusty Krab his own.
But since for the night his cover was blown,
He ventured to ask a dance of Sandy
Who unfortunately mistook him for candy.
And threw him into a bowl of starbursts
So stunned was Plankton he simply cursed.
She was roughly the size of a three ton canoe.
But she was not going to let her girth get in the way
Of shaking up the dance floor at spongebob’s partay.
The hip young whale led the electric slide
While showing off her sparkly dress that was dyed
A deep purple, as most royalty wear
For she was robed as a young princess most fair.
Sadly, she was in such an excited state
Crushed she some guests with her considerable weight.
While all the trouble amongst his friends was brewing?
Dressed as a present with bright color strands
The sponge had grown tired of his own party plans
And retired to the pastures of jellyfish fields
To see the number of jellys the night would yield
With his trusty jelly-fishing net in his hand
He could not for the life of him understand
Why he hadn’t thought of making the party here
Under the sea-sky with the stars shining clear.
After some coffee they languidly spoke
Amongst themselves about the night’s affairs
And eventually left in threes and pairs.
Upon returning home Spongebob found
His home empty but with plenty of trash on the ground.
He decided to shirk his fry-cooking duties
Just one day to find any leftover goodies.
As he was cleaning, he couldn’t help but worry
If the others expected him to host the Christmas party.