With an evil eye that stares you down
and a bulbous warty nose,
a furrowed brow, a nasty scowl,
and old outdated clothes,
my costume is the scariest
the world has ever seen.
I'm not an ogre, ghost, or ghoul:
I'm a teacher for Halloween.
Text © Robert Pottle, reprinted from Rolling
in the Aisles published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration
© Stephen Carpenter. Any copying or use of this poem
or illustration without consent is unlawful.