by Christine Hutson

Created on: October 07, 2009

Halloween

Ghoulies and ghosties, beasties galore,

What comes a knocking

On my front door?

It's creepies and frightening

I shake in my boots,

Then open it slowly

As they let out the hoots.

Trick or treat is the catch phrase

As I swallow my heart

Then see all the kiddies

Jump back, with a start.

Oops did I leave traces of my last meal

On the make up that gives them such a chill?

I deal out the treats

And go back to my rest

That's what they get

From this vampire nest.

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