There was an old Witch
that was very keen,
she didn't half bitch
about Halloween.
She cursed that day,
the thirty-first of October.
Might a well be doomsday,
it really bugged her.
It's is a very special day,
and the kids are already
coming up the driveway.
One after the other nice and steady.
She hated to give out treats,
lots of candy nice and sweet.
Actually she was very worried about their teeth,
cause when she took off her costume,
she was a dentist underneath.
David Darbyshire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-halloween/
