Free verse poem.Halloween

Trick or’ treat smell my feet give me something good to eat Halloween is the time for the ghosts ghouls and other terrifying things to rhome the streets and cities of our lands and so kids can get free candy.

my five senses poem.

Five senses poem:Anger.raging with fire in my head.
It smells like burnt toast.
 It tastes like a bunch of 
hot chillies.
 It sounds like someone throwing a tantrum.
 It feels like fire burning my skin.
 It looks like a burnt down tree.