Halloween Poem

As the witches are flying on their brooms,

The kids are screaming in their rooms.

The ghosts are flying all around,

Zombies coming out of the ground!

The children are chanting “Trick or Treat!”

Hoping to get a tasty sweet.

Knocking on doors where pumpkins are glowing,

Because they know the treats will be flowing.

When they reach the haunted house,

They become as scared as a mouse,

The person who lives there is really sweet,

But will it be trick or treat?

By Taylor