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I was yet a child
With a smile so sweet and a temper so mild
I was yet a child, so ecstatic
For it was here, at last, the night known to be so bleak

Halloween, here at last
Why, with honeyed candies shall I feel blessed
Even if to be all safe, I shall maybe have to seek the help of an exorcist
At last, at last, it is here, the night during which the living and the dead are entwined


Dressed as a little witch
I tried to make as if my tight clothes did not make my skin itch
I would scare the whole neighborhood
Indeed, so scared would the whole world be, that to me it would behave as one, so good!

I walked in the night, feeling so bold
Holding on to the fingers of my mother, holding on so hard
For the night was scary
Even if it did promise me more than a million candy

We walked in the neighborhood, trick and treating
My mound of treasure candy was growing
And my heart was beating
Surely, on this Halloween, I would be the great candy Queen!

Grand was the moon, so full and bright
It seemed to be made of fairies' light
Accompanying us in our spree
Giving us all the light we needed, for free

The night smelled of freshly mowed grass
The night smelled of pine leaves
The night smelled of romance
I could smell it all, even if I was still a young princess

Halloween night was marvelous
We saw all sorts of creatures roaming the night
We never knew which was human and which was supernatural
What mattered was only the magical night, seeming to be so precious

I came back home, and fell right on my bed, in deep sleep
The next morn did bid me to take the time to count my treasure
Why, I did become a Queen indeed
The Queen bearing all the candies, amassed in spooky trick or treating!

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