Halloween
She sits and waits
Upon the fence
Her hands are cold
The fog is dense
She waits for kids
Dressed in white
And witches dresses
To give a fright
Door to door
‘Trick or Treat’
Hands come out
With something sweet
She creeps up
Behind them all
And picks one out
Slim and tall
Right up close
Next to his ear
Shouting BOO
For all to hear
He screams aloud
She laughs a lot
Pleased it’s an adult
That she got
Her spooking done
She floats above
But not before
And extra shove
So when you
Go trick or treat
I wonder who or
What you’ll meet?
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