Creepy poems

Scary Poems for kids

Pretty Polly



In Ireland there is a county called Clare
A pretty young girl named Polly lived there.
She met a young man and she held him dear,
The poor girl thought she had nothing to fear.

He visited Polly early one day,
With a ring in his hand and to her he did say:
"Polly, my darling, you must come with me.
You asked me to marry you. Now we will see."

He led her through woods and into the shade,
Then turned to the girl and pulled out a blade.
Polly asked, "Why have you led me astray?"
He replied, "I mean to kill you today."

"I beg you," said Polly, "Please spare my life,
I will not force you to make me your wife.
I'll leave you alone and so you'll be free.
Just have mercy on my baby and me."

"There's no time for talking, your life it won't save,
For all night long I've been digging your grave."
He laughed as the poor girl started to cry.
Then with his sharp knife, he said his goodbyes.

He buried her body safe and secure,
No one could find her, of that he was sure.
Then he left on a ship and sailed the world round,
Thinking the girl's corpse would never be found.

But when he returned and came into shore,
Detectives were waiting and knocked on his door.
They said, "Your girl Polly was under the ground.
There's a killer at large and he must be found."

The young man was quick to say, "It's not me!"
Then leaned back and smiled, as cool as can be.
They believed him when he stood up to swear,
"I never killed no one, I vow and declare."

Now as he lay in bed that very night,
Polly appeared in a ghostly, white light.
She grabbed him and ripped him and tore him in three,
And screamed, "That's revenge for my baby and me!"




The Red Barn


The trees are bending over
The cows are lying down
The autumn's taking over
You can hear the buckshot hounds
The watchman said to Reba the loon
Was it pale at Manzanita
Was it Blind Bob the raccoon?
Pin it on a drifter
They sleep beneath the bridge
One plays the violin
And sleeps inside a fridge

There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Someone's crying in the woods
Someone's burying all his clothes
Now Slam the Crank from Wheezer
Slept outside last night and froze
Road kill has its seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the autumn
And it's farm cats in the spring

There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Now thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house
Or covet thy neighbor's wife
But for some, murder's the only door
through which they enter life
They surrounded the house
They smoked him out
They took him off in chains
The sky turned black and bruised
And we had months of heavy rains

Now the ravens nest in the rotted roof
Of Chenoweth's old place
And no one's asking Cal
About that scar upon his face
Because there's nothing strange
About an axe with bloodstains in the barn
There's always some killing
You got to do around the farm

There was a murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn

Now the woods will never tell
What sleeps beneath the trees
What's buried beneath a rock
Or hiding in the leaves
Because road kill has it's seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the atumn
And it's farm cats in the spring

There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Now a lady can't do nothing
Without folks' tongues wagging
Is that blood on the tree
Or is it autumn's red blaze?
When the ground is soft for digging
And the rain will bring all this gloom
There's nothing wrong with a lady
Sobbing alone in her room

But there was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn




Slithery Dee


The Slithery Dee
He lives in the sea
He saw all the others
But he didn't see me.

The Slithery Dee
He came out of the sea
He chased all the others
But he didn't chase me.

The Slithery Dee
I hid in a tree
He caught all the others
But he couldn't catch me.

The Slithery Dee
He went back to the sea
He ate all the others
But he didn't eat me.

The Slithery Dee
Oh where can he be?
He ate all the others
But he'll never eat ... S-L-U-U-U-R-P!