Not one of my favorite Holidays
If I was into witches
would look up some old girlfriends
Leaches?
An ex-Brother in law
But I bought candy for the kids
Put on a funny face and look mean
No longer Frankenstein in back
Turn out the lights watch kids come to the door
And you know those big kids
Been one once do not ignore
And that witch on the chair out front
When it gets up and moves
the kids are running away fearing
Give the kids candy costumes endearing
Part of the fun is the Hallowed scream
It wasn't me who told them to egg house next door
Blackened windows no lights he's in there
Claims he is not a kid anymore
He's missing all the fun what a bore
Every year a crushed pumpkin on his door