One Night a Year
“Here's to a hair-raising night!”
Unknown
One night a year, they all come out
Vampires and witches and demons
To commune with warmbloods no doubt
The swarming infernal legions
For hours they roam the neighborhood
Extracting treats from poor humans
Dispensing tricks when in the mood
While plotting their sweet tooth’s new plans
Then when the treats lifeline all gone
The creatures return to their homes
Their bag of loot safe until dawn
Under the hideous garden gnomes
At last, the monsters are asleep
Mommy free to choose sweets to keep
10-28-2024
© F Aparici
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