Times are, most assuredly, not as they used to be.
Halloween Two Oh One Nine By Franklin Price 10/31/2019 Halloween two-oh-one-nine Not what it used to be As when I trick or treated And the candy was for me There were no giant super stores With costumes by the score No internet, no Amazon For delivery to my door I wore a sheet, went as a ghost For candy took a sack Did not have an I-phone That my parents then could track When young, my siblings took me Was the youngest of them all They were too old to trick or treat So they took me to the ball They wore masks, just to please me, To show me how to play the game When doors were opened, with the candy, They held their sacks to get the same No one would refuse them For they had a tyke in hand And did not want soaped windows Or a place for eggs to land Today is so much different Trick-or-treaters very few Might be taken by a pervert Maybe even poisoned too Trust is there no longer To trick or treat from door to door Back in the day, when we got home, Dumped our candy on the floor Was not put there for inspection But to see how we had fared From the trick-or-treat providers Who gave us goodies 'cause they cared
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