Once a year you come around Pumpkin carving, trick or treating Treats disguised as horrors eating Kids fill the streets every corner in town Not us, we celebrate kind of different Clean the shop, where our night is spent Music playing, plenty of room to dance Cooler feeds tipsy people as they prance Some dress up in costumes, some don’t Some drink, designated drivers won’t Children play games, laugh and have fun They tire out, soon their night is done Adults continue to party through the night Mother has had her fill, bids farewell, being polite Tomorrow will be cleaning day again Oh what memories, of way back when. CDK 5-14-26