Phooey on Halloween!

Phooey

Tonight's the night of Halloween,

And I'm not quite sure what it means,

To wander 'round and beg for stuff,

Even though we have enough.

I don't much like the gore and blood.

It kind of makes me feel like crud,

When people show up at our door,

And we've no candy for their store.

To all their costumes I say, "Bah!"

Is dressing normal 'gainst the law?

I don't need their wigs and cloaks,

I've got a movie, and my folks.

So I don't care, 'cause I'm inside.

I shut the door and keep my pride.

- Ruth N.