The long black cloak on my little boy
Kept slipping along, but he never was coy
Determined to scare the wits of the rest
On Halloween’s day he was dressed his best
My red lipstick, he used for a bloody blotch
My eyeliner for a darkened eye patch
I stared in awe at the scary sight
And wondered at my cute boy’s daring might
My little Jack Sparrow, he joins his gang
The raunchy party knocking houses with a bang
Thoroughly enjoying the trick or treat
Gathering all goodies from houses that greet
The flickering lanterns and pumpkins carved
The host and guest in thematic garbs
The grey dark sky adding punch to the season
It’s time to party without rhyme or reason
The party’s over, gunny bags filled
With assorted goodies he’s back home thrilled
Drop’s asleep in the wink of an eye
The dare devil boy, my darling I sigh
Night chores ended, I stretch myself
A sweet craving, my sweet tooth jiggles
I ransack the shelves and search hither thither
For the gunny bag with lip smacking candies
Well Hidden under the long pirates garb
I locate his sugary treasure bag
Mischievously I grab some candies
And pull out a note, scrawled by my dandy
“Mom you are smart and may find this bag
Remember, I love you heart and soul
Watch out dear mommy, I know you crave
But, no eating goodies, your diet I care”
Author Bio:
Miriam was christened as Miriam George and the name stuck on forever. She loves to pen down her thoughts in article form and sometimes let the words flow in poetic form when her creativity is triggered. She is currently settled in Brampton, Canada, working in the corporate sector. Miriam has has worked in the academic sector, and is pursuing her passion with words.
Kept slipping along, but he never was coy
Determined to scare the wits of the rest
On Halloween’s day he was dressed his best
My red lipstick, he used for a bloody blotch
My eyeliner for a darkened eye patch
I stared in awe at the scary sight
And wondered at my cute boy’s daring might
My little Jack Sparrow, he joins his gang
The raunchy party knocking houses with a bang
Thoroughly enjoying the trick or treat
Gathering all goodies from houses that greet
The flickering lanterns and pumpkins carved
The host and guest in thematic garbs
The grey dark sky adding punch to the season
It’s time to party without rhyme or reason
The party’s over, gunny bags filled
With assorted goodies he’s back home thrilled
Drop’s asleep in the wink of an eye
The dare devil boy, my darling I sigh
Night chores ended, I stretch myself
A sweet craving, my sweet tooth jiggles
I ransack the shelves and search hither thither
For the gunny bag with lip smacking candies
Well Hidden under the long pirates garb
I locate his sugary treasure bag
Mischievously I grab some candies
And pull out a note, scrawled by my dandy
“Mom you are smart and may find this bag
Remember, I love you heart and soul
Watch out dear mommy, I know you crave
But, no eating goodies, your diet I care”
Author Bio:
Miriam was christened as Miriam George and the name stuck on forever. She loves to pen down her thoughts in article form and sometimes let the words flow in poetic form when her creativity is triggered. She is currently settled in Brampton, Canada, working in the corporate sector. Miriam has has worked in the academic sector, and is pursuing her passion with words.
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