My trick or treat
Why you looking through my window, so very late at night, are you here to frighten me, you know that isn't right
Are you the Bogey man, who lives beneath my bed, or are you just a voyeur who's been caught watching me instead
I can't see who you are, your face is painted like a clown, I can't see if you're smiling or do you have a frown
Are you hear to scare me, are you a stalker in the night, or just some random trick or treater, hell bent on causing fright
What's that i see shimmering, oh my God you've got a blade, god it's so terrifying, it's horror films are made
Right now enough's enough fuck off you've had your fun, because you've got till the count of three, before I get my gun
Because if you thought I was some helpless girl, you've sadly got it wrong, say hello to my little friend and kindly move along
If you don't think I'll shoot, there's no lock upon my door, but know that I'll be the last thing you'll see, before you breath no more
That's it clown boy run away, you're quite quick upon your feet, whose the one now terrified, this is my trick or treat
THE KINKY POET
