As the darkness of night descends
Strange little creatures stir in their dens
Not badger or fox, or even an owl
It’s the sound of small humans scurrying around
So lock all your doors, and windows too
Tonight is the night, they are coming for you
Little devils and demons with red faces and horns
Groaning zombies, clothes blooded and torn
Vampires in capes, with razor sharp fangs
and an insatiable thirst for your blood
Witches and warlocks casting their spells
With empty cauldrons for you to fill
So if at your door a Pumpkin you’ve placed
An invitation to all you have given
Soon they’ll be knocking or ringing your bell,
Shouting “Trick or treat or you’ll go to hell “
So you’d better be ready and quick on your feet
Tell them a “treat please”, then offer them sweets
Tell them a “trick please”, who knows what they’ll do
But remember these monsters were invited by you
Enjoyed your reading of this the other night.
"small humans scurrying around" is perfect
Just lovely, so descriptive