Halloween Costumes
Halloween Costumes
When I grew up we were free to be anything.
But those days are over!
I can only dress as my dog, Rover??
If I dress ethnically, some may get offended.
We had innocent fun as kids and adults.
Today a costume may start a revolt.
Only people in power can wear such things,
Rule countries, what does this all mean?
That we are nothing?
I really don't comprehend all the fluster.
And so, my friends, this year,
I will be a jar of mustard!!!
October 24, 2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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