It’s that time of year again, Halloween
Oh how I hate it and
its practitioners
All year round we tell
our children
“Don’t accept sweets
from strangers”
We instil in them from
an early age
“Don’t ever approach
or talk to strangers”
Then at Halloween we
send them out
To ask for sweets at
the doors of strangers
When children dressed
as monsters
Terrorize the neighbourhood
Begging from door to
door
Demanding sweets and
treats
For not vandalizing
your property
The older children or
should I say yobs
Wear masks and
disguise them selves
Clearly training for a
life of crime
A yob in a funny
outfit is still a yob
It’s that time of year
again
The night of night to
ignore the doorbell
It’s not twee or cute
it’s just annoying
I try to be polite
when I shoo them from my door
But I know I will get
up next morning
With fake blood
smeared on the front door
Eggs smashed on my
windscreen
And rubbish strewn
across my garden
God, I hate Halloween
and its practitioners
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