Trick Or Treat
Trick or Treat
Trick or Treat is oh so neat, as we go door to door,
We dont have a preference, we go to rich and poor.
We are given candy, bars ,chips ,and cans of pop to,
For no one wants to get tricked, it wont look good on you.
We pick a route that has many homes, as we start out for the night,
Our parents follow close behind, so we dont fuss and fight.
At the end of the line i am happy to say, i am full lets go home,
My feet were getting kind of sore, it seemed right to the bone.
When we finally reach our home, and open up the door,
There were still kids out there, just asking to get more.
For us we were happy, just to sit for a spell,
Try to put our feet up, but there goes the door bell.
So if your think about it, going out to trick or treat,
Stop and think for a while,about how it hurts your feet.
But ask any kid today, just what they would rather do?
Trick or Treating of course, because they give candy free to you .
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