It’s getting to that time of year
I slowly start to dread
Old Hallows Eve is drawing close
And summoning up the un-dead

The shops are full of sweets
Five times the original price
Everyone rushes out to buy
Candles with pumpkin spice

Kids go mad at spooky adverts
Played over on the telly
They all suddenly want to make
Eyeballs stuffed in jelly

Years gone past I would sit alone
In darkness with curtains drawn
But now I am a parent
Hosting parties with Devils spawn

I’ve re-mortgaged the house
To afford all the sweets
For the witches and the wizards
Coming to the door with ‘Trick or Treat’

If only I could hide upstairs
And stay under my bed
But I know if I don’t answer
They will ‘egg’ my house instead

I know it’s for the kids
I should join in have fun as well
So maybe this time next year
It will not be such Halloween Hell

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