“Eye of newt, and toe of frog,

Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,

Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,

Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing;

For a charm of powerful trouble,

Like a hell broth – boil and bubble!”

William Shakespeare

Our time of year now draws near,

The time of year you people fear.

We crave your bounty, we want to dine,

How tasty, how lovely, how so divine.

We will feast, and be merry, and eat our fill,

We will suck, and cipher, and create a chill.

We will follow you home, or hover silently nearby,

We will creep and slither, and we will make you cry.

We vow to terrorize, plunder, and race through the night,

We will savor each and every moment with devilish delight.

We will peer into your windows, as we rattle your old doors,

Since our appetites are insatiable, and we always crave more.

Our unquenchable desires must be fulfilled, this holiest of days,

Every one of you people must comply, or there will be hell to pay.

So on Hallow’s Eve, you must remember our cravings, and our lust,

And you better dwell on our hideous capabilities, on them you can trust.

We’re unstoppable, we will be victorious, and we will be arriving very soon,

And we will march towards you whether cold, stormy, warm, or a full moon.

So whatever you plan on doing to prepare, don’t pretend you’re not home,

For then, there will be absolutely nowhere on earth, you will be safe to roam.

So, just relax, and sit by your front door, in a most comfortable seat,

And keep dishing out those goodies, when we yell, “Trick or Treat!”

©2007, Mr. Pee Wee Wolfman Ed,

President of The Trick or Treaters’ Association

And Get The Good Candy,

Not That Cheap Stuff;

Or We Will Be Back,

And Things Could Get Ruff