A poem about Halloween and trick or treating
In search of various goodies and sweets,
Ghosts, witches, demons galore,
Arms stretched out, bags open "Gimmee more!",
The eerie full moon casting its silvery light,
As these juvenile spirits have taken over the night.
Look! There's a ghost!
Look! There's a witch!
Look! There's a Frankenstein!
The cool wind blows and leaves rustle,
For more candy, these kids really hustle,
House to house, door to door,
Until finally, their bags can hold no more.
Then it's off to the parties,
Bobbing for apples and other fun games,
Watching scary movies, really insane!
Finally, sleep overtakes all the little monsters,
Laid out in a mass of bodies,
These little tricksters soundly snore, for once again, Halloween is no more.
But for canvasing the neighborhood for blocks,
All I got was a rock!