Old Codger Crotchfield

Old Codger Crotchfield of Livermore
Knows of no child he does not deplore
When kids trick or treat
He throws them pig's feet
The next day raw eggs cling to his door

Written 10/17/22
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Fowler Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 6:28 AM
Haha. The days when kids really did trick or treat. :)
Gorelick Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 3:11 PM
It was tradition for the really bad kids to throw raw eggs at the door for people like Mr. Crotchfield!
Tor Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 7:53 PM
He s deserving of much worst Robert...
Gorelick Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 3:12 PM
Got any suggestions my friend?
Logan Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 3:33 PM
And I would think he deserved the egging.
Gorelick Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 3:15 PM
I'm the one who egged them on!
Buhagiar Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 1:33 PM
In the tradition of Halloween.
Gorelick Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 3:16 PM
It is a traditional practice in America! For retribution!
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