She’s out trick or treating. Sounds kind of wild. She enjoys it.
Must be in Florida or maybe California.
It’s 1999. She should have stayed home. It is hot and windy. It smells musty like popcorn.
Her name is Poppy Ann Joy. She looks good and healthy. She is a house-sitter and looks after kids. She has a nice pair of glasses. She doesn’t know which end is up.
She wants to be one of them, whoever “they” are. She has one brother, Mike, and a sister, Sissy. She’s gonna go out to the suburbs. She’s never too old to trick or treat! She’s having fun.
She needs to take a bath and dress more smarty. She ate all her vegetables and they are working. She is singing “Show Me the Way to Go Home”, I’m tired and I want to go to bed, I had a little drink about an hour ago, and it went right to my head!