Went to buy my Trick or Treaters some candy
but there wasn't anything left on store shelves.
So I rummaged through my cabinets and drawers
found something chocolaty to serve
and wondered, why I hadn't eaten it myself?
I couldn't read the name on the box
nor the ingredients faded on the back.
But what I could read was some letters
that said, EX? ? ? ? AX in black.
I handed out each chocolaty Treat
all but two of those little brown chocolaty squares.
But come the morning, my backend was warning
a tooting sound that could not be compared!
One by one my door bell had rung
seems the parents were not very pleased.
For the chocolate I gave, was NOT Hershey made!
and it gave all the children squirts and a bad breeze!
Trick or Treat! Hee, Hee, Hee!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem