Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Fired Up for Halloween

Me and the Missus are camped out

In the living room waiting for

Trick or treaters to come about

And be knocking on our door.

We even have lit a campfire

For costumed kids to sit around,

While we tell ghost stories to inspire

The spookiness mood to abound.

Our bones stiffen stuck in chairs.

No trick or treaters have come here.

We wonder why and then be blares,

Sounds of fire engines coming near.

Me and the Missus, each be one

Halloween loving skeleton.