Little Jimmy Hawthorn was a boy like any other.
He played soccer, made friends and of course, loved his mother.
But a problem came up, that same time every year,
on Halloween night, little Jimmy was in fear.
Feeling left out, Jimmy keeps his secrete safe,
causing poor Jimmy’s mother, to start losing faith.
She asked what was wrong,
why he wouldn’t go out.
But Jimmy replied, in a bitter sweet snout
“Halloween is dumb, why bother getting treats
It’s sold in the stores, beside the fresh meats”
Next Jimmy’s sister asked
“please come with me?”
my friends are all busy, as you can clearly see”
But Jimmy replied, with that same sort of voice.
He told her his way, as if it were choice:
“Halloween is dumb, why bother getting treats
It’s sold in the stores, beside the fresh meats”
Next came his brother, all dressed up to go
Hoping for Jimmy, because his parents are too slow.
But Jimmy replied, the same as before,
he told him his reason, and stuck with no more
“Halloween is dumb, why bother getting treats
It’s sold in the stores, beside the fresh meats”
Last came his Father, with an idea of his own
he said “dearest Jimmy, you are scared to the bone!”
Jimmy blushed, all embarrassed.
He admitted it’s true
He said he wants candy without ghosts saying BOO!
His father understood, and said he’d be back
As he rushed to the kitchen, searching through every rack.
You could hear a CLANG CLANG
And the wish wash of water
Jimmy just waited
For his very odd father.
But soon he returned
With a pile of green goop
Then looked in his eyes
And said “drink up my soup! “
Jimmy didn’t know why, but he did as he told
he gobbled it down
“EW, THAT TASTED LIKE MOLD!”
His father said wait, you just have a good sleep
No monsters will scare you, or cause you to leap.
So Jimmy tucked in, and was ready for bed
He started to dream, and his eyes turned bright red
He saw ghosts and goblins, and a one footed goat.
Dragons and fairies and a dark hooded coat.
There were witches and wizards and even a snake
But the strangest of all was a tiger named Blake.
Jimmy woke from this dream, feeling happy as can be
Oh he wasn’t scared, no sudden urge to pee.
On Halloween night, he went door to door
When a scary kid came, he laughed to the floor
The magic soup had worked
He was no longer scared
He was the proudest of all
It was the first time he cared
From that moment on, he declared this his day
A day for all monsters to come out and play