Trick or Treat
It’s almost Halloween.
Pumpkin spice and everything in between.
Skeleton decorations.
Getting ready for celebrations.
Sadly, I’m too old to trick or treat.
But I still want something sweet.
At the store, I pick up a cake.
Something premade, I don’t have to bake.
I wasn’t invited, so I’m sour.
I order pizza, it will be an hour.
A trick or treater knocks at the door.
Giving out candy feels like a chore.
What am I supposed to be?
Kid, just take the candy!
I throw in extra candy, if he tells his friends-
That I am an evil witch and it’s not pretend!
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2024
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