Trick Or Treat
There’s a ghost floating down the street,
Watch out, before it enters your dreams.
There’s no escape route on the map,
You better wake up before it pops up.
Boo ya, stuck in a corner now,
With absolutely no way out.
Call on Casper, the friendly ghost;
To rescue you like the Holy Ghost.
Ding Dong, trick or treat,
What do you have for me to eat?
Let me in so I can have a peak.
I’ll be back for more next week.
While you remain fast asleep,
Goblins will steal your treats.
Hide it and run before they come;
To pay a visit into your home.
Copyright © Rich Rogers | Year Posted 2018
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