Like a witch's broom so fast.
It was not the holiday it was meant,
As were the spooky days of past.
The trick-or-treaters did not show.
Not one did tap upon our door.
Despite the pumpkin all aglow,
Halloween was such a bore.
Is our wacky world now so unsafe,
That kids are not allowed to roam,
Lest one become a vanished waif,
Never to return to home?
Where have all the goblins gone?
They used to roam from house to house,
As did the witches, ghosts and ghouls.
Have they joined that devil-dealer Faust?
Return those Halloweens of yesteryear,
When scary kids had scary fun,
When lads and lassies enjoyed fake fear,
But it seems the spooky fun is done.