A Lonely Halloween Poem

A Lonely Halloween by Crystal Campbell

On All Hallows' Eve a woman sat all alone, 
so bored she wrote this poem then typed it out with her phone.  
No more children at home for they all had grown.  
No trick or treaters in cute costumes to greet at the door and 
she thought to herself, "I can't take it no more!"  

So she slipped on her PJ's and headed for bed;
there was just no redemption on this night of the dead.
She stopped by the kitchen to have a shot of Tequila,
but the bottle was empty so she just had Sangria.

Feeling good again she went to her room, where she saw him
laying there...her wonderful groom.
Halloween was saved and she was lonely no more!
Unfortunately, the alcohol kicked in and she hit the floor.

Damn Sangria!!!