(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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I'm sweet and colorful, available in many flavors.
I glow in the night with a scary glow, carved from a pumpkin, wearing a grin.
I fly at night but am not a bird and like to hang upside down in the dark.
I hide your face and make you hard to see, on the masquerade you wear me.
I carry surprises, both scary and sweet, during Halloween I am filled with all things sweet.
I bite like a knife, but am not a weapon, seeking the taste of blood.
I creep in darkness, in silence, with claws and whiskers in the night.
I have three pointed thorns and is used by the prince of darkness.
My legs are eight, I weave without thread and wait for my food, in the web that I have spun.
Snow White fell for this dangerous temptation.
I'm orange and round, with seeds inside, on Halloween I'm made into a lantern and pie.
I stand on the table, filled with sweets and goodies.
I bubble and seethe with the embers of fire, in me are potions mixed that bring terror and joy.
I’m pointed and black, worn by a witch.
I dance in the wind, colorful and green, falling to the ground in autumn, orange and red.
I stand without leaves, in the cold night of winter, with branches reaching out.
I have no muscles, but I always stand straight.
I am sweet and triangle, with colors in a row, an autumn favorite who always brings joy.
I float in the night, white as a sheet, I walk through walls.
I hang in corners, invisible but strong, catching what flies by.
I stand quietly and still, marking a place, telling a story about the last act of life.
I look good, shiny and red, but one bite can kill you.
I float in the night, high above the ground, the witch's vehicle.
A place with creaking floors and slamming doors, there live ghosts and spirits in the dark.
I am part of the body, but I have no flesh left, I have no teeth but a terrifying grin.