You chicken-hearted turkeys, you’ll be sorry by and by.
Enter Goblins.
All:
We are the Thanksgiving Goblins.
We’ll get you unless you take care.
We’re after such greedy young people
So youngster you’d better beware.
We’ll give you such pains in your tummy
You’ll wriggle from sunset till morn,
We’ll pinch you and poke you and pound you—