I was Boo’ed!
I heard a knock on the door, and when I opened it, no one was there. Puzzled, I glanced around and spotted our neighbors scurrying back to their house, laughter trailing behind them. At my feet was a cheerful pumpkin with a note that read, “You’ve been booed!”
Excited by their playful gesture, I knew I had to keep the fun going. I found a delightful story about a witch, gathered some festive stickers, and prepared monster boxes that their kids could assemble. The plan was to return the favor and surprise them without being seen.
As evening settled in, I stealthily made my way toward their house, the pumpkin and goodies in hand. Just as I was about to place the items on their doorstep, I heard the sound of their front door starting to open. My heart skipped a beat! Quickly, I ducked behind their tree, holding my breath as one of them stepped out onto the porch.
After a tense moment of waiting, they went back inside. Seizing the opportunity, I dashed to the door, left the pumpkin with the treats, and retreated as quietly as possible. The thrill of almost being caught had my adrenaline pumping, but I couldn’t help but smile at the successful secret delivery.
Sneaking back home, I felt a mix of excitement and satisfaction. Imagining their faces when they discovered the surprise made it all worth it. It was a charming way to share some neighborly joy and keep the festive spirit alive!
BOO TO YOU! FROM OUR CREW
We from the Black Hats Society would like to take this time to recognize your Halloween spirit!
TRICK OR Treat
A FLY BY NIGHT GROUP
My Next Door Neighbor Is A Witch
My next door neighbor is a witch, And she lives way down in a ditch.
Her clothing is a little strange,
Because she never wants to change.
She has a black robe and a black hat, Green skin and a smelly black cat.
A big fat wart grows on her nose, And seventeen pimples on her toes.
But…her food is EVEN worse,
Because she eats it course by course.
Her first course is seven dead bats, Laid on top of seven rats.
Then she has twenty flies
With lots and lots of llama eyes.
Her main course is a horrible soup, Because it’s made with doggie poop.
But worst of all is her dessert.
It’s little children rolled in dirt.
Last night she had a witch’s feast And turned into a greedy beast.
I think she cooked my best friend Tilly And ate her with some peas and broccoli.
So if you hear this:
“Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble.”
It’s the witch! So turn and run real fast.
When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, may luck be yours on Halloween!
DOUBLE, DOUBLE TOIL AND TROUBLE; FIRE BURN AND CAULDRON BUBBLE.”
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