Halloween poem

• Brandon Drakeford, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2004

Halloween Halloween!
When the clock strikes thirteen.

Costumed childern are trick"or"treating.
Mean and ugly monsters a breeding.

Witches fly about their brooms.
To visit palces with orange balloons.

As monsters go from their dooms.
Little childern run and cry home.

Childern take off their costumes of red.
and snuggled into a cozy bed.