A Halloween Tale

If you’re in the mood for a tale Please come sit with me a spell I’ll spin a yarn of sheer delight Concerning October’s final night Children dress up in their suits Parents thinking, “Oh so cute” Cauldron stirred by a giant spoon Evil laughter echoes from the room Goblins called to do their deed As Vampires prepare to feed I remember once when I was a boy My excited heart raced with joy My friends and I took to the streets Filling bags with precious treats All night long running around Till we hit every house in town One final house on Graveyard Hill Suddenly the night was frozen still As we headed up the crooked path We heard the evil witches laugh Too scared to run too scared to stay Too scared to think too scared to pray The Iron Gate slammed with a clatter Suddenly everything was the matter Lightening crackled in the sky As across the moon an owl did fly A silhouette made not a sound As a fog started to cover the ground I thought of what my sister had said “Graveyard Hill is where they keep the dead” The silhouette stepped through the door Said, “Greedy children want some more” Suddenly monsters came out of the brush As our screams echoed in the midnight hush Those monsters eyes danced with delight As they delivered us to the witch that night As we all prepared to meet our ends It was just my sister and her friends