My Halloween Lament

Well All Hallow's Eve is quite nearly here and children are wailing the same cries this year - "I need a great costume... it's gotta be cool... it's my one day to dress like a hooker for school!" "It's gotta be sexy... I hafta be HOTTTTT...." In other words, everything they're usually not?! Little girls get all freaked out and break down in tears finding out that their boyfriends will be Britney Spears!! Dressing in "booty shorts", singin' Britney tunes, stuffing their new bras with PUDDING BALLOONS! Then a million more chicks will be Avril Lavigne such an army of "punk posers," the world's never seen Eminem, Kelly Osbourne and Paris Hilton to boot all of this struggle for one night of loot But it's not about candy, the treats or the tricks it's about grabbing the interest of all the boys'....... hearts? Whatever happened to the innocent fun? The laughter as up and down the street we would run harassing a parent, a sibling or friend Let's do JUST one more block before the night's at its end! Somehow I mourn for the innocence lost Have you bought costumes lately??? Have you SEEN what they cost??? Forget the bunny outfit that your daughter still fits in the kind of "bunny" she’s planning is about SO much more skin Teasing and taunting every boy on the block Gauging the reaction she gets from his............. heart? Well this Halloween I will stand at my door with a huge bowl of chocolate bars, Twizzlers and more waiting patiently while the Kellys and Britneys come 'round watching pudding-filled "breasts" going SPLAT! on the ground saving the best of all the candies I've got for the one little angel who just isn't "HOTT" for the one little cowboy, so quiet and shy HEY NOW! I tell ya... that's my kinda guy I'll wait for the ghost, for the goblin, the clown not the swarm of "streetwalkers" invading my town for the excited young child, not the horndog grown teen who just grunts when I wish him "Happy Halloween"