The Work of the Halloween Witch

On a dark night

Under a harvest moon

I dance in the moonlight

Around a cauldron waiting

A snap of my fingers

And a fire is blazing

I add a pinch of this

And a dash of that

I mix in the teeth of a vampire

And the blood of a bat

And with a twirl I begin to chant

Smoke rises from the pot

Curling like a snake

Ready to strike me dead on the spot

But before the deadly strike

A noise appears

And the snake smoke vanishes

I lean over to see and hear

The children trick or treating

Knocking on doors and hunting for

The candy that tonight they will be eating

With a cackle and a wave of the hand

I add some tricking to tonight’s treating.

For I am the Halloween Witch

And tonight is my night for tricking.