About the Poem
This time, it's trick or treat avoidance tactics.
Category
Style
Rhyming poem
Style
14 lines
Key Stage
KS1, KS2, KS3
Author
Paul Curtis
All Hallows Eve
I hide behind the sofa quivering in fear
Now the witching hour is near
The curtains are drawn tight
And I’ve turned off the lights
The TV volume is way down low
I sit and cower in its feeble glow
Then comes the knock upon the door
And I curl up quivering on the floor
My heart is pounding my breath is shallow
My mouth is dry it’s hard to swallow
On all hallows eve I live in mortal dread
But not of monsters or the un-dead
The fear that turns my heart to stone
Is Trick or Treaters knowing I’m home
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