HALLOWEEN
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Giggles can be heard
To some this is absurd
For children such excitement
Witches potions and devils ointment
Putting on the pointy hat
Painting green eyes
On the black cat
Seeing the flame rise
Inside the orange pumpkin
Ready for a night of haunting
Who will the children be meeting
Will they receive a nice greeting?
As they go on their trick or treating
Skeletons hanging from trees
Wiggling their bony knees
Just wanting to please
The kids in the neighbourhood
Fake blood
And horns so red
Walking around
Like the living dead
For what reason
To commit treason?
An act against a kind of religion?
No, just an excuse to dress up and have fun
To see our kids laugh and run
Let’s hope it’s a safe one
So the tradition can carry on
Witches and ghosts
can come out to play
I, mean, it’s not like it’s every day!
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