At the end of every October,
we celebrate the dark.
We all run around to the local stores,
for the best costume, we embark.
We spend our thirty bucks,
then happily we go along.
We listen to “Monster Mash,”
or some other stupid song.
All year long we busily clean,
to keep spiders and cobwebs away.
This month changes all of that,
and it’s suddenly quite the display.
We find ourselves an orange pumpkin,
and as a family, pull out its guts.
We laugh to ourselves, an evil laugh,
as we systematically carve out our cuts.
We go back to the store; we fill up our carts,
with the candy any kid would desire.
Their sacks we then stuff, as they yell “TRICK OR TREAT,”
through their crazy Halloween attire.
All year we teach, truth and light,
telling them, “the dark is bad.”
On Halloween, we change our tune,
we encourage this night to be glad.
We share nightmarish stories,
of ghosts, or goblins, or witches.
Crappy candy they throw aside,
and it quickly fills our ditches.
All year long we teach our kids,
“Don’t take candy from a stranger!”
Then one night a year, we say
“go ahead, what could be the danger?”
“Don’t just go to one house,
go to as many as you can!
Get as much as your bag will hold,
the journey’s only began!”
Amazingly, nothing seems wrong,
as we encourage our kids to go.
We then show them the scariest people,
the night could ever know.
We teach them to say “thank you,”
as these people give our child a sweet.
We know there’ll soon be a sugar high,
where kids seem to jump out of their feet.
Around midnight, this high stops short,
and swiftly turns to a sugar coma.
Smells from candies fill the air,
giving our homes a new aroma.
Even after they've gone to bed,
you'll hear them scream from a scare.
Surprisingly enough, you have learned,
scary stories give quite the nightmare.
Don’t ever think the candy is gone,
they’ll sneak it for several weeks.
They’ll hide it well from us parents,
then suddenly, it will fill their cheeks.
Their thirty dollar costumes, once so cool,
get shoved somewhere for a while.
Finally we decide they’re of no use,
and put them in the Deseret Industries pile.
We take the kids to the dentist,
the check-up seemed to come so quick.
You thought everyone gave your kid a treat,
when a cavity was in fact the trick!
From all of this you’d think we’d learn,
and vow to keep it away.
October then rolls around again,
and we do everything but keep it at bay.
we celebrate the dark.
We all run around to the local stores,
for the best costume, we embark.
We spend our thirty bucks,
then happily we go along.
We listen to “Monster Mash,”
or some other stupid song.
All year long we busily clean,
to keep spiders and cobwebs away.
This month changes all of that,
and it’s suddenly quite the display.
We find ourselves an orange pumpkin,
and as a family, pull out its guts.
We laugh to ourselves, an evil laugh,
as we systematically carve out our cuts.
We go back to the store; we fill up our carts,
with the candy any kid would desire.
Their sacks we then stuff, as they yell “TRICK OR TREAT,”
through their crazy Halloween attire.
All year we teach, truth and light,
telling them, “the dark is bad.”
On Halloween, we change our tune,
we encourage this night to be glad.
We share nightmarish stories,
of ghosts, or goblins, or witches.
Crappy candy they throw aside,
and it quickly fills our ditches.
All year long we teach our kids,
“Don’t take candy from a stranger!”
Then one night a year, we say
“go ahead, what could be the danger?”
“Don’t just go to one house,
go to as many as you can!
Get as much as your bag will hold,
the journey’s only began!”
Amazingly, nothing seems wrong,
as we encourage our kids to go.
We then show them the scariest people,
the night could ever know.
We teach them to say “thank you,”
as these people give our child a sweet.
We know there’ll soon be a sugar high,
where kids seem to jump out of their feet.
Around midnight, this high stops short,
and swiftly turns to a sugar coma.
Smells from candies fill the air,
giving our homes a new aroma.
Even after they've gone to bed,
you'll hear them scream from a scare.
Surprisingly enough, you have learned,
scary stories give quite the nightmare.
Don’t ever think the candy is gone,
they’ll sneak it for several weeks.
They’ll hide it well from us parents,
then suddenly, it will fill their cheeks.
Their thirty dollar costumes, once so cool,
get shoved somewhere for a while.
Finally we decide they’re of no use,
and put them in the Deseret Industries pile.
We take the kids to the dentist,
the check-up seemed to come so quick.
You thought everyone gave your kid a treat,
when a cavity was in fact the trick!
From all of this you’d think we’d learn,
and vow to keep it away.
October then rolls around again,
and we do everything but keep it at bay.
