The House on the Corner

All Hallow’s Eve

Where we play tricks

When there are no treats.

Dressed as demons, monsters,

Or even a witch

Parading around the streets of this

Full moon night.

 

The screams and giggles

Of children fill the 

Frosty night air.

Bringing a chill to the bones.

 

Candy drops into bags.

Chocolate, gummies, sweets galore!

As you move from house to house,

Kicking leaves, throwing pumpkins

What night is better than this?

 

Closer to midnight you hit the last house,

The crooked one on the corner

Steeping with fright.

Your friends dare you,

One creaking step at a time.

The doorbell is an eyeball,

Oozing with puss. 

You poke it and hope for no

Infection.

 

A cackling starts,

A hiss, a growl.

Your heart yells but

Your brain keeps you there.

You hear the bushes crinkle

As your betrayers dive for cover.

 

Popping and screeching,

The door opens

Out jumps a black blob

Smacking you to the ground

Through your screaming you see it

That horrifying monster

The claws, the fangs

 

Oh wait…

That’s a cat.

Purring on your chest,

Cleaning its’ paw.

 

I’m sorry, deary.

He just loves the company!

How about a king-size candy bar

For your fright?

 

The old woman dressed as a

Friendly witch helps you up.

You receive the prize, walking

Back to the cowards, you show

Off your trophy.

 

This will be a night to remember.