Kids really like to sing along on this one by Shel Silverstein:

OUR HOUSE

Well, a man came to our house
Our house
Our house
A man came to our our house
To sell some brooms.
So we asked him to come in,
And we hit him with a hammer,
And we hid him in the closet
In my father's room.

But you're always welcome at our house
Any time of the day.
Yes,
You're always welcome at our house,
And we hope you will stay.

Then a lady came to our house
Our house
Our house
A lady came to find out why I wasn't in school.
So we asked her to come in,
And we gave her some poisoned lemonade,
And hid her in the freezer where it's nice and cool.

But you're always welcome in our house.
Any time of the day.
Yes,
You're always welcome at our house,
And we hope you will stay.

Then a kid came into our yard
Our yard
Our yard
A kid came into our yard to get his ball.
We asked him to come in,
And we took in the basement,
And we sealed him up inside the basement wall.

But you're always welcome in our house.
Any time of the day.
Yes,
You're always welcome at our house,
And we hope you will stay.

So when you come to our house
Our house
Our house
When you come to our house,
We'll have some fun.
We'll ask you to come in,
And we'll take you in the kitchen,
And we'll put you in the oven until you're done.

But you're always welcome in our house.
Any time of the day.
Yes,
You're always welcome at our house,
And we hope you will stay.

And we know you will stay.
[chuckle]

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The last verse might bother some people. I never had a problem with this song until one time I was approached by a woman after the gig who told me how much she loved everything I sang except that song. The reason why? She rolled up her sleeve to show me an old tattoo with numbers.

With any song of a macabre nature, you run into the risk of offending someone ie: the mudcat thread about "With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm".

Isn't that one of the points of Halloween? To laugh in the face of death and whistle past the graveyard?

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Joyce