Tag: Belsize Drive’s Halloween Tales

Belsize Drive’s Halloween tale of terror returns

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Halloween tale of terror returns to Belsize Drive, west of Bayview Avenue (October, 2024)

Belsize Drive has done it again, enchanting the neighbourhood with another darkly poetic Halloween display. This year’s tale follows a fearless teen who ignores the warnings of Riverbend’s eerie lore, venturing to capture a wizard’s golden duck with ominous consequences. With its moody verses and sinister visuals, the display leaves a haunting impression on all who pass by.

Read this year's Halloween tale of terror

A greedy teen met an early end
In the sleepy town of Riverbend
Its ancient charm had a darker lore
Of a Wizard never seen outdoors
Deep in the woods, beyond the tracks
Sat his dark thatched hut…with a quiet quack
Behind the hut was a lavish pond
For his golden duck with a sacred bond
Thieves once tried to steal his duck
But all that remained was their bloodied truck
Unbothered by these silly tales
The teen was brash and quite detailed

He practiced nightly, with an eerie flare
Then packed a bag and a wire snare
The hut was dark, the pond was still
He snatched the duck by it’s shiny bill
As he shoved the duck into a sack
A shadow appeared in the window crack
The wizard’s wand was glowing bright
As he fired a spell with blinding light
“Grow big, grow fierce, and show who’s weaker”
..And all that was left
was the sole of his
sneaker

Ghastly verses and gummy curses on Belsize Drive

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Halloween would not be complete without a tribute to the folks on Belsize Drive and their annual creepy composition. The gurus of ghastly rhyme have really stuck it to us with this year’s spooky poetic crime!

Don’t Mess with Mother Nature!

In an apple orchard darkness dwells
Mother Nature has secret spells.
An evil force in nature’s guise
Keeps children stuck under starless skies.
Their crime was not a horrid one
What child doesn’t spit out their gum?
But huck it onto Earth’s embrace
And you have tarnished sacred space.
A scolding comes with the first offence,
Her second warning is quite intense,
But dare you get to number three,
she’ll stick you to an apple tree!
And shouts for help cannot be heard.
Through bubble gum your cries are blurred,
So unless you want to end up stuck
Don’t spit that gum and press your luck!

Scare me Daddy with a Halloween rhyme on Belsize Drive

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Scary things happen
Mr and Mrs Newlywed

Here again is the annual Belsize Drive Halloween display that comes with more than just a nod to our fascination, young and old, with scary things. And once again there’s a rhyming account of the evil things that can happen to good people. Scare me, Daddy.

Mr and Mrs Newlywed
Picked up their clubs
At the Marshall’s shed
Giddy on their honeymoon
…12 holes later death would loom
The Marshall warned a storm was near
But busy kissing, they did not hear
On the 13th green she grabbed the pin
As the skies turn dark
And the storm rolled in
The lightning forked and with a CRACK!
Both were killed on their favourite track
But if by chance you play at dawn
You’ll hear them walking on the lawn
They may be ghosts but as golfer do
Just step aside and they’ll play through

Let the ghosts play through

No candy this year as beast stalks Belsize front-lawn fantasy

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Warning to all children at 384 Belsize
Tradition continues without trick or treat

The dark and deliciously delightful front-lawn fantasies spun by the folks at 384 Belsize Drive over the years now have a 2020 version related to the real-life peril of C-19. No candy this year. Yikes. We remember all the Belsize Halloween presentations, including the legendary Creepy Peter Pencil Eater. Here is this year’s warning for kids:

Falling leaves have woke the beast
On children she has come to feast
Fairy ghosts from underground
Trapped the ghoul by circling round
This year NO CANDY, just in case
The beast breaks loose to get a taste!
Come back next year when it’s at bay…
But for now, be safe and RUN AWAY!

Scary “Stone Cold Forest” chills children, parents on Belsize

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Scary tale of Jane and Jess at 384 Belsize
Pay heed ye kids
Peter the Pencil Eater

The Evil Empress of the Cold Stone Forest stalks Belsize Drive near 384 at Halloween as the macabre tradition of this householder is continued on the front lawn. Again in 2017, a truly terrifying story, this one a warning of innocent but unwise twins Jane and Jess who ventured into the forest. Today they haunt us all as cold stone victims of the Empress. Remember this well dear reader and while you’re giggling take a look at the memorable depiction of Peter, Peter Pencil Eater from the year 2012 which is posted lower right below the text of this year’s morality tale.

All were warned to never tread
In the deep black forest on the river bed
An evil empress banished there
drained blood from veins and breath from air
Twins Jane and Jess were not to blame
Hide and seek was their favourite game
So early morning, out they dashed
Across the bridge, down separate paths
Jane would hide and Jess would seek
But not long in, Jane’s legs went weak
Calling out to end the game
Jess appeared, panicked and lame
“We must get out, we’re not alone
Hundreds of children have turned to stone!”
They made it out but not quite out
The neighbours said they heard a shout…
Some early mornings, through the glistening dew
You can catch a glimpse of the tiny two

Darling Sisters gowned spectres at 384 Belsize haunt

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What must be among the premier bits of Halloween entertainment for many South Bayview residents each year has been staged once again at 384 Belsize Drive. This year’s tableau and terrifying tale tells of the Three Darling Sisters trampled to death during a fire panic which struck an elegant dance for junior misses in 1912. The same attention to detail is present in the presentation of the Darling sisters, Marion, Meredith and Margaret, as we have seen other years. See: Creepy Peter Pencil Eater finally dispatched by lead (corrected).

The Darling Sisters
The Debutante Sunflower Festival Ball
In 1912 at the Van Shuster Hall
250 young women in gowns
Paraded in rows, on staircases down
The band played Old Misty
Then men took their hands
But suddenly tragedy altered their plans
A fire erupted, and ran up the drapes
Instantly smoke had devoured the place
All pushed, shoved and ran out tiny escapes
…but, three darling sisters
…were trampled in place…
Now Meredith, Marion, and Margaret, by chance
Can be seen on the ruins as
…their ghosts rise to dance.

Bloody morality tale unfolds again on Belsize

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A Halloween morality tale drawn in (fake) blood is about to be unfold again on the lawn of the home at 384 Belsize Drive. It is partially finished and seems to have a hockey theme. Keep watching. Previous horrors at this address  Creepy Peter Pencil Eater (Tell to children).  Hree is this year’s cautionary tale, postesd outside the home Fruiday, October 24, 2014.

They were warned NOT TO BUILD
That bodies rested where they drilled
Unmarked graves of long lost men
Decades passed….forgetting them
A hockey rink was planned and passed
Neighbros cheered as the earth was gashed
The land was ploughed and concrete laid
The ribbon cut… and hockey played!!!
Ignoring signs would mark their end…
The souls rose up and took revenge!
That fateful game would end in fright
…as the dead reclaimed their resting site 

If this doesn’t scare the kids, nothing will

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The final touches have been put on the “horrifying” depiction of the death of Mary Cartwright as rendered by the artist of 384 Belsize Drive. The (fictional) resident of Belsize died a terrible Halloween death (as reported in a previous post) when a blackbird flew into her mouth and, oh dear, we can’t say it. Now the physical telling of this cautionary tale is right there on Belsize in full view Complete with specks of, well, you know. Avert your eyes.  If you are of strong stomach and firm nerves, the picture will expand if you click on it. 

Careless “Mary Cartwright” haunts Belsize Dr.

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From the home at 384 Belsize Drive that brought us Creepy Peter Pencil Eater we have another Halloween lawn decoration morality tale. Last year, we were all warned not to chew our pencils or we would end like Creepy Peter, dead of lead poisoning. Actually, the story was more elegantly told than that. See it here. This year, we have the frightening tale of Mary Cartwright. Who is she? Ask not for whom the bell tolls, friend. She could be you. Brrr. An otherwise lovely person right here on Belsize Drive who misjudged in the most fatal way how to deal with her fatigue. Read on below. Or visit 384 Belsize where this story, posted like a medieval warning to wicked doers, may set you back on the right track.   

On October 31, 1951, stylish Mary Cartwright stepped out to take “the baby” for a stroll.  A wicked storm was brewing, but Mary paid it no mind, as she barely noticed anything anymore having become bored with her housewife life…but fate had already played it’s card …as Mary opened her mouth wide to let out an exhaustive YAWN, a blackbird darted straight to the back of mouth piercing her pharynx…killing her instantly.  Every October 31, if you listen carefully, you can hear the muffled scream of Mary Cartwright and the squeaking of the pram wheels as it rolls down Belsize Drive and stops at Bayview Avenue…and to think all this could have been avoided if she had simply covered her mouth when she yawned. 

Creepy Peter Pencil Eater finally dispatched by deadly lead

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A highly imaginative Halloween display on the lawn at 384 Belsize Drive recounts the evils of chewing your pencil. Left, Creepy Peter Pencil Eater is portrayed dead (see below) while (centre) kids peek into his wretched house in terror. Right, the hoard of pencils which finally dispatched Peter. This front yard fun comes with a carefully inscribed warning sign as follows:

Pencils were his favorite lunch,
top to bottom he would crunch
At first just one — or may be two
Then he bit off more to chew
Hoarding pencils in his desk,
His workplace was a horrid mess
His boss said “Go! You filthy louse”
And move these pencils to your house
His life turned dark his only light
Was pencil chewing day and night
His hair fell out, his skin turned grey
— then horror on that fateful day 
On a chair they found him dead
Poisoned by the pencil lead