After Jack-O-Lanterns are on porches
Before clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear goblins walking on down the street
Isn’t it time for bed?
And the kids whisper, “Scary”
A broom is swiftly carrying
Witches wanting pieces of candy
Somewhere a queen’s trick-or-treating
Somewhere a king wants more candy
And the children scream. It’s scary.
The little goblins say, “boo” tomorrow
And empty bags of candy on their beds
Tiny fun-size candies I see
Healthy eating I know is dead
And the goblins scream. It’s scary
Will the children ever remember?
One piece that got out of its bag.
I choose one piece, with my sagely wisdom
Fruits and veggies never go this fast
Little goblins run. It’s scary
