Little pumpkins, little pumpkins
All orange and bright.
Three happy little pumpkins
Will be Jack o'Lanterns tonight.
Cut the tops off and clean out
Wash the seeds and spread thin.
On an oil-rubbed flat metal
Cookie sheet made of tin.
Set the oven to 250.
Spritz with oil very light.
Add a dash of salt and pepper
Bake until they're just right.
Cut the face shape in the pumpkins.
Set a spot for the light.
Three happy little pumpkins
Became Jack o'Lanterns tonight.
Boo or Uwan
I heard a voice say "BOO!" or in Japanese, "Uwan"
Last Saturday evening, somewhere on the lawn.
It made my skin shiver. It made my heart jump.
I ran past the barn and stood firm on the stump.
Some say that Boo or Uwan, is simply from pretend.
They say it's house settling or maybe just the wind.
But I heard erie noises and felt a real fear.
Boo or Uwan means a spirit's somewhere near!
Candy-less Lament
I got a purple toothbrush from the lady down the street
And several doors down from her, got stickers for a treat.
Someone gave my goodie bag a pencil with a ghost
But chocolate bars and candy treats are those I love the most.
I got a plastic spider ring from a house some blocks away.
My bag is really heavy, but there's something I must say.
Erasers, rubber bats and rings are really fun and dandy,
But after all these houses seen, please tell me where's the candy?
An Empty Treat Bag
After mom checked all my loot, she looked at me and sighed.
"Just one piece tonight, my dear. Your teeth will thank you."
I took the treats into my room and sorted them inside.
First I arranged them all by size and then when I was through,
I said, "Hey wait, there's a piece that is too small. That just won't do!"
And so I ate it quickly. After all, it did not fit.
The candy was too small to sort. It didn't hurt a bit.
I thought to myself, it is time to sort by types today.
I had thirty-one bubblegums, and that kind of sparked lament.
The next month only has thirty days, if I had one a day
There would be one left over. It needed to be spent.
And so I chewed it quickly. After all, it did not fit.
The gum lost flavor quickly, but it didn't hurt a bit.
One candy bar was a different type, a lollipop stick bent,
No matter what the candy, I found reasons to reduce.
Once or twice, I tried to stop but that is how it went
Even when I resolved to stop, my craving would refuse.
And so I ate it quickly, finding reasons not to fit.
I ate the candy so fast that my stomache took a hit.
My mother made me something to make the ache disperse.
Now that I'm out of candy, tomorrow I'll feel worse.
Trick or Treat Season
Witches and goblins go bump in the night along with the ghosts, who love a good fright.
Frankenstein's monster gives Dracula a hand while listening to a skeleton band.
Monsters and mayhem make way for the queen who's wearing a gown with sparkly sheen.
A hero ambles beside his wrestler brother. They seem to be having fun with each other.
I grab a large bowl and hand candy out. There's no denying - trick or treaters are about.
Published by L. Galatea
L. Galatea is a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom from central Indiana. View profile
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