Crows take flight
Dark as night
Harvest moon rises slow
Watching for goblins below
Snickers and giggles from behind ghost sheets
Creeping slowly with chattering teeth
Haunted house at the end of the road
Could the witch use a toad?
First a dare, then a stare
Turns of boasting, slowly approaching
The moon looks down as we creep
Which will it be trick or treat?
