Trick or Treat

This day, harmless as it will seem,
Reapers will creep into your dream,
It’s now time for you to redeem,
Children will run, children will scream,
Killers will kill until the blood will gleam.

On the thirty-first October night,
Ready yourself for a horrific fright.

Terrible things, make you lose your head,
Roaches are placed squirming in your bed,
Everyone is filled with overwhelming dread,
And bats, rats and cats all need to be fed,
They are finished, once the streets run dark red.