Monster In The Backseat

Trick-or-Treat

Was coming up

In the town

Of Chapel

Little Adam’s

Mom and Dad

Went through

All the hassle

Costume gathered

A cowboy hat

The wagon dressed

As cattle

Little Adam

Rode atop a

Cardboard horse

And saddle

The night had come

To Trick-or-Treat

Again his parents

Traveled

They left the car

And started off

Bags clutched by

The handles

Uphill slopes

And sidewalk stairs

His parents faced

And tackled

Up one side then

Down the other

Little Adam

Prattled

His parents trailed

Close behind

Caught up in

A gaggle

Of ghosts, witches,

Masks, and knights

A princess in

A castle

Ran down

In evening light

But Little Adam

Dazzled

They oohed and awed

At the tiny rancher

And loved his

Baby babble

They filled his sack

More and more

Another treat

He haggled

His parents wave

Reminding him

Of thank you’s

Tonight’s battle

Little Adam skipped

Back to the car

His parents

They both straggled

With the wagon and

A busted horse

That had gotten

Trampled

They loaded up

Heading home

A wait Adam

Couldn’t tackle

Squirming

In his seat

He couldn’t help

But waggle

He ripped

Into his bag

Looking in his

Treat capsule

Adam screamed

His face turned red

His feet kicked

And paddled

His parents turned

Fearing harm

But they were

Just as baffled

Their cute

Cowboy toddler

Was now a

Screaming jackal

Because in the bag

For Trick-or-Treat

All Adam got

Were apples