Trick Or Treat? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Trick or treat, money or eat
Gimme candy, or you'll meet
Double, double, toil and trouble
Windshield egged and windows bubble

Long gone by are days of yore
That's not what we're looking for
During Halloween's mad rush
Holidays today are plush

Treats in malls with snacks galore
Kids today are looking for
Eggs and soap suds, that's passé
A.C., music, that's okay

Full moons, witches and the like
Rest on store shelves up the pike
Cardboard cutouts, that's the ticket
We want soft, or we will picket

One refreshing thought is this
Punkers live that night in bliss
Costumes are not necessary
For their dress will never vary

Every day is Halloween
When you're sporting leather jeans
Spiked up hair like ghouls of yore
Nails mint green - you're never bored

But whatever is your bag
One thing is for sure, you'll drag
Anything that's orange, black
From that hidden box in back

Then you'll go and turn off lights
TV, radio, hide from sight
Just in case a straggling kid
Finds your house, like you once did.

What's the moral of this story?
Mornings after can be gory
Hyper kids on M&M's
May chuck up in parents' dens.

May the ghosts of Halloween
Bless you like a king or queen
If perchance you've read this ditty
For this holiday I pity.