The turkey—a ghost on Thanksgiving Day!
[A large picture of a turkey, or one cut from paper, should be lowered from above.]
Fifth:
I’m the ghost of the leaves, my spirit grieves,
As my fancy a picture about them weaves;
They dance and they play in merry October,
The life of the leaves can never be over!
[Children wearing dresses covered with autumn leaves dance in; six at the right, six at the left; pass each other several times, form a circle. All go to center and back, holding hands high; every other one to center and back, every other one in place; every other one in center, remain there, form two circles, one circle right, one left; march right and left, meet in lines; march by twos, fours, sixes; march right and left, repeat; one line stands, the other line marches around them, weaves in and out between them; the line that marched, now remains still while the other line marches around them, and weaves in and out between them; form a circle at right and left of stage, skip out.]
Sixth:
I’m the ghost of a story book you know,