Access does get tedious. Here's a new song that my mother just sent me with a Halloween theme:

HALLOWEEN NIGHT SONG

(Words by Dahlov Ipcar © 2001 ;No tune)
My black cat cried to go out last night
And I wondered why, I wondered why
For it was a cold October night
And the wind was high, the wind was high.

A great orange moon hung there above
The tossing trees, the tossing trees
And through the wild and windy sky
Dark clouds raced across the moon
Swirling by, swirling by.

My black cat clawed and scratched the door
And mewed and cried, mewed and cried
I could not believe he wished to leave
The fireside, the fireside.

But when I opened the door he ran
Swiftly out in the bitter night
And in a flash he jumped astride
A broomstick that came sailing by
And away did ride, away did ride.

So now I know that my black cat
Grows tired of chasing mice and rats
And wants to chase the little black bats
And owls that fly in the midnight sky.

If I were a witch on Halloween
I'd like to fly, I'd like to fly
Riding a broomstick way up high
Across the sky, across the sky.

With my black cat I'd take my flight
And chase the bats and owls of night
And never come back until day light
When the sun was high, when the sun was high.

Charley Noble