Notes About The Poem
This was written for my mother who was living in a nursing home. I wrote this to keep her laughing she loved laughing.
Let Me Out On Halloween
Give me a bucket, paint me green
let me go out on Halloween.
Hand me a light so I can see,
to scare someone other than me.
This is the night I waited for
just turn me loose and lock the door.
I plan to holler, stomp, and roar,
tonight won’t be a total bore.
Moon is ready to cast shadows,
this dreary eve of Allhallows.
My Friends are waiting in the dark,
hastily wait me to embark.
Screams will echo this darkest night,
the sound of terror and delight.
With moans and growls all around
that make an eerie, creepy sound.
Though I am senile let me be
I want to wail so set me free.
Remove my covers, let me out
allow me to run, scream, and shout.
Give me a bucket, paint me green
let me go out on Halloween.
Hand me a light so I can see,
to scare someone other than me.
Copyright © 2007 By Caryl S. Muzzey
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