Looking up at the dimming sky,
It seems like the day has finally die.
I peered out the window and saw
People with their fancy costumes and all.
One by one they went from door to door.
To each other house until there are no more.
Then there I saw the high school in Halloween,
Even though each person is a kid or a tween.
Can’t you see that each type of costume represent a clique?
Therefore there are so many to pick
Those who dress like princesses and royalty
Are like cheerleaders who expect loyalty.
And those who dress like their favorite sci-fi or fantasy freaks
Are your typical, normal, old-fashion geeks.
The one who dresses like a medieval dragon slayer
Is probably the person who is an obsessed video game player.
Those who dress like their favorite sports player with their hip ways to walk
The guy must be a high school jock.
Then there I saw the high school in Halloween
Even though each person is a kid or a tween
There is a decision you have to make
And risks you have to take.
Like if one walks up to my door and say
Trick or treat, now cough it up or you will pay.
Either you get the person what he wants or take it fully
Cause the guy is the definition of a bully.
Should I just give the brat the crummy candy?
Or suffer from getting my house TPed, which I bet it won’t be dandy.
There I saw the high school in Halloween
Where it can get harder when you are a teen.