Face covered by a mask
you go to its house to ask
if it had spare something sweet
for you and you're friends to eat

To you this house feels different
this really should be significant
Just hope trespassing it forgives
as something evil this way lives

You had no invitation
and you are no blood relation
yet into its yard you enter
so in its mind you centre

Now you can hear it's breathing
it's too late to think of leaving
Just know your times defeated
your about to be Tricked not Treated


© One man