[NicknamedBob]

I finally came up with a Halloween poem. ...... Just a little bit late.

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The Lot Of It

I went Trick or Treating,
In the strangest part of town.
The roads climbed upward gradually,
But none of them went down.

The last place that I went to,
Had a really fancy gate.
With iridescent shell-like stuff,
It really was ornate.

An old man stood attending as,
I held my bag outstretched,
He glanced at what was in the sack,
With the smile of someone “tetched”.

“I don’t have any gifts for you.
You seem to have wandered a bit,
But seeing the goodies you’ve gotten so far,
I’ll trade for the lot of it.”

Well, I’d eaten the best of the candies,
What remained didn’t matter too much,
I wondered what thing he’d be willing to trade,
This gent who was so out of touch.

So when he held out a halo,
I tendered the bag in return,
For here was a wonderful offering,
That I wasn’t quite sure I could earn.

It sure wouldn’t fit on my head-bone,
For it kept slipping down to my chest.
But I happily swapped all my candy,
As a halo in hand would be best.

I could show it with pride to my mother,
Who had thought I’d amount to no good.
And I’d certainly get some attention,
From the girls in my neighborhood.

The next thing I knew I was standing,
Right back in my own front yard.
The halo I got makes me happy,
‘Cause being that good is real hard!

NicknamedBob . . . . . November 1, 2007

[JustAmy]

Thanks, NnB.

I love your Halloween poem. I’m going to add it to my NnB collection of poems ...... you never know when I will need it.

Thank you again.