by Marsha Maung
Snarling teeth, red eyes and flesh that rot They excite me, but they scare me not Fairies, angels, ghost, goblins and Dracula The air smells nothing short of spectacular
You believe me, you believe me not
Over the angel wings my siblings fought
Karen got the angel wings, I got the cloth
To put over my head, like
Reeling back and forth inside my mind Are the sweets and all goodies I will find When I go aknocking on my neighbors’ doors One by one, three, four, five sweets and more!
Oh goodie, oh goodie goodie goodie I bet I have more sweets in my bag than Kelly Kelly thinks she’s sweet, she’ll get more sweets But she forgets, I am quicker on my feet
Mom says that’s NOT the spirit of Halloween To celebrate the culture is not a contest to win Trick or treating is not about sweets, I wonder Well, I guess, there’s no time to ponder…
….let’s go trick or treating!