Trick Or Treat

There's a demon on the porch, Grinning evily at me. Watching carefully my approach, Flames in his eyes I seem to see. There's a skeleton swinging high, From the tree in the front yard. And witches riding through the sky, And a vampire standing guard. Passing out some little goodies, To the kiddies stopping by. Baring his fangs at all the cuties, Making little children cry. This festive air comes once a year, With everybody dressed to kill. Yet there is nothing you should fear, So sit right back enjoy the thrill. 10/26/10 Alton Texas