Such strange events happen on Hallows’ Eve:
Garden gates taking flight to land on roofs,
Large farm wagons standing on their ends,
Strange symbols appearing on our windows.
Sometimes a noise at the door,
But there is never anyone there
Except when those witches, goblins
And ogres shout, “Trick or Treat!”
Then stand and wait.
At times, after the midnight games, I can hear
The ghosts or ogres and goblins wailing.
There, do you hear that wild cry?
Could that be a banshee in the meadow?
Hurry, lock the doors, pull down the shades,
Turn off all the lights and quickly hide.
Then came the rattling of chains on the porch,
But when Dad opened the door,
It was just our neighbors come to party
For the rest of All Hallows’ Evening.
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