Bespoke Poetry & Prose for any occasion
TRICK OR TREAT
There's one night of the year that fills me with dread,
When I turn off the lights and hide in my bed,
One night that I can't wait to be over,
All Hallows Eve, 31st October.
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As the sun starts to set and the street lights flicker,
my blood pressure rises and my pulse rate gets quicker,
I shut all the curtains,
turn off the TV,
So the "Tricker's and Treater's" won't visit me.
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In years gone by I loved Halloween,
The costumes, decorations and setting the scene,
For small children to visit and cry "Trick or Treat?"
Hoping for someone to give them some sweets.
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These days I worry, so I hide on the floor,
Scared of the ring or the knock at the door,
Gone are the days when I thought it funny,
These days it's teenagers asking for money!
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So I keep myself hidden and safe in my bed,
With a flask of tea and a book to be read.
Beneath sheets I wait in the dark of the night
Until finally emerging into the light,
No tricks or treats,
No frights to be seen,
Take care out there people,
Happy Halloween!
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Lyrick 2018
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