Trick or Treat
It was nine o’clock on Halloween night
Candy dish empty, trick or treating was done
The front porch light had been turned off
Seeing all the costumes had been fun
She had just settled down on her recliner
When the front doorbell began to ring
With a sigh, got up, went to the door
“I’m out of candy! Can’t give them anything1”
She opened the door, but no one was there
Then stepped outside and looked around
The sidewalks were vacant, totally bare
Not a trick-or-treater could be found
Puzzled, she went back to her chair
Then heard loud pounding on her back door
Cautious, she made her way to the kitchen
Peeked out a window to the same as before
Again, her front door was incessantly ringing
She took her phone and dialed 911
What had started as a happy evening
Turned into a night where terror had begun
A police car came to a screeching halt
And two officers came to her front door
She told them what was happening
She was trembling, scared like never before
With their flashlights, they began their search
And minutes later they were at her door
They had found and caught the culprits
A ghost and goblin, squirming like never before
“Ma’am, I believe that we have caught them”
They announced with smiles on their faces
“Do you recognize these little criminals?”
“Do we take them both to jail in disgrace?”
She recognized them as her neighbor’s kids
And she knew that they were very scared
She smiled, and then shook her head no
Fixed them hot chocolate, from jail was spared