At the end of October
There’s one special night
When all the ghosts and goblins take flight
We all become children
And there’s nothing to fear
On this wonderful night of the year
Grownups and kids alike
Dress in their favorite costumes
Princesses, reapers and witches with brooms
They travel the neighborhoods
Where a false sense of danger looms
They knock on doors disguised as tombs
“Trick or treat!
Smell my feet!
Give me something good to eat!”
They fill their poke with bits of joy
While smiles appear on each girl and boy
As they collect a candy, a ring, or a toy
The princesses, ghosts and cowboys soon grow weary
They return home with tired feet and eyes all bleary
Mom tucks them into bed with her eyes quite teary
Another memory is made
Brother Bill
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