Halloween Hand Me Downs

I was the youngest kid of eight Halloween was never that great Orange clown shoes were too big An old purple horrendous witch's wig My sisters tutu I that wouldn't use My brothers cape smelled of doo doo Superman pants that didn't latch And that makeup covered eye patch That Halloween I knocked on this door The lady was laughing and kicked the floor Her husband then came around to peek Then laugh so hard his knees got weak She said "Oh honey, let's give him the lot" He agreed, only if I posed for a snapshot She said "you stay right there, don't move" I took off so fast, I lost my clown shoes