#dedicatedtospoopy

I’m so spoopy. 

When you see me,

you draw out the “oo”

and pop that “py.”

Goodness gracious

I am slickkkkk,

Sliding through,

Gliding through,

I’m right at home

in those pumpkin

patches.

I don’t need to trick

for my candy bars

I’m spoopy, not spooky

I’m the right kind of 

uncomfortable.

When I say “BOO! HAHAH

HAHAHAHHAHAHAH

HAHAHAHAHHAHA!”

I do it with a cheeky grin

and a relatable catchphrase,

So, you make a meme

instead of hitting me with

you neighbor’s broom.

Halloween is my stage,

the dance floor 

for my trendy grooves.

I’m all about those

5.99 supermarket singing 

jack-o-lanterns.

But then, my friend, it’s over.

I’m no longer spooky.

Time to wait another year,

Because right now,

I’m just alone, 

rubbing candy corn

across my cheek,

while cradling a 

pumpkin.

Definitely not