Trick Or Treat, Smell My Feet

It was very late one Halloween night
 After all the trick-or-treaters were sound asleep
 I thought I heard a knock on my front door
 So I snuggled down deeper into my sheets
 The knock kept knocking louder and louder
 Finally it knocked me wide awake
 I tumbled downstairs to see what was the matter
 Yelled, "What do you want, for goodness sake?" And heard
 Trick or treat, smell my feet
 Give me something good to eat
 If you don't, I won't be sad
 I'll just make you wish you had
 It was a tiny old troll with a long white beard
 A pointy red hat and a crooked grin
 I said, "Listen kid, that's a really cute costume"
 "But I ran out of candy at half past ten"
 I slammed the door and I locked all the latches
 Took two aspirin for my aching head
 Went back upstairs and was startled to discover
 That rude little troll sitting on my bed! He said
 Trick or treat, smell my feet
 Give me something good to eat
 If you don't, I won't be sad
 I'll just make you wish you had
 I decided to find out who was in the costume
 I pinned him down and yanked his beard
 The troll cried "Ouch!" and ran into a corner
 He hopped three times and disappeared
 I woke the next morning happily believing
 That the funny little troll was only a dream
 I turned on the TV and guess who I saw singing
 In his pointed red hat on channel three? He sang
 Trick or treat, smell my feet
 Give me something good to eat
 If you don't, I won't be sad
 I'll just make you wish you had
 I flipped around through all the different channels
 Every single one was Troll TV
 I pulled the plug but that was only the beginning
 All week long the troll pestered me
 He kept popping up in the least likely places
 23 times I chased him away
 His crooked little grin was driving me crazy
 By now you know all he had to say was
 Trick or treat, smell my feet
 Give me something good to eat
 If you don't, I won't be sad
 I'll just make you wish you had
 Finally I did the only thing that I could think of
 I bought a half pound back of sweets
 That day the troll was hiding in my bathtub
 When I found him and gave him his trick-or-treat
 He tucked the candy underneath his hat
 Then he hopped three times and disappeared
 And though he never did come back
 I still dream about the troll with the long white beard
 Trick or treat, smell my feet
 Give me something good to eat
 If you don't, I won't be sad
 I'll just make you wish you had