Halloween--In Reverse
On Halloween it was understood
We could not leave the neighborhood.
Just to be sure I minded Mother
I'd had to take my little brother.
We both were having lots of fun
Treats were abundant, tricks were none.
I had thought it would be extremely neat
To try the next block on the street,
A house lit only with blue lights
Would surely yield sugary delights.
From the specter answering my knock,
I was almost put into a shock.
When I heard a most blood curdling yell
Forgetting my treats I had run pell-mell.
At my front door was my own mother
Demanding where I'd left my brother.
Worse than the fright I'd left behind,
My fate because I didn't mind.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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