It’s Halloween this evening
What’s creepier than that?
I’ll tell you what’s more scary -
The children in my flat!
There’s a zombie in the kitchen
Bobbing apples in some goo,
He’s wiped his face repeatedly
And now my towels are blue.
The vampire in the living room
Should not have been let in.
There’s fake blood on the curtains
Where he’s wiped it from his chin.
A bright green witch fell off her broom
Her screams said she was hurt,
Wet tears ran down her face paint
So she dried them on my skirt.
The werewolf had a sugar rush
From eating all the sweets.
He lay down with a tummy ache
Then threw up on my sheets.
Halloween’s been truly frightening,
My laundry pile is vast
But one thought soothes my frazzled nerves -
smol gets those stains out fast.
big is dead, long live smol.