Oh the tricks we shall pull this year,
a fun way to instill fear.
Those hidden boogers about us this night,
so sneaky we are and we do it just right.
From out of the tree dressed as a witch indeed,
causes the little ones to scream and flee.
One little boy hit me with his sword one night,
and he yelled at me now thats just not right.
I used some fake grass once that hid me that night,
lurking along a sidewalk grabbing ankles with a clawed hand thats right.
Brought young kids running and adults the same,
and one even told me I was duranged.
Wicked hands tied on broomsticks to reach out from the dark,
while hidden within the tree gave the little ones a start.
To have those hands embrace about your head,
its as though carressed by the dead.
Useing the glow of the lightening bugs,
the florescent upon my eyelids was just enough.
To make my eyes glow as though hollow within,
and backed up with fangs for the ultimaate grin.
Author notes
Beware of the unknown and all children dont go to places of people you dont know .
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SPOOKY
THIS MADE MY BONES SHIVER IT IS A GOOD POEM THANKS FOR READINGMINE I WILL PRAY FOR YOUR NEPHEW
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Scary, remind me not to come by your house without my heart pills. LOL I liked it a lot and am sure the kids do too. Great Job! Good luck in the contest. God Bless, Jo-Ann
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Sounds as though you have fun on Halloween!!!!
I like the line " Brought young kids running and adults the same, and one even told me I was duranged"
A fun write.
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Halloween can still be fun and I would urge parents to join in and take there children to the parties and collect them and to also accompany them on trick or treat excursions.I know it's a sad reflection on today's society but better to be safe than sorry.Have a grat time and save me a toffee apple, Ros
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When did Halloween evolve from such creepy, innocent fun to parties where girls dress like sluts and the punch is spiked with alcohol? Reading this poem makes me nostalgic for pre-college Halloween days
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good poem
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"I used some fake grass once that hid me that night,
lurking along a sidewalk grabbing ankles with a clawed hand thats right.
Brought young kids running and adults the same,
and one even told me I was duranged"
This verse didn't quite do it for me, the rhyme felt forced, although I liked the idea of it, perhaps something like,
"Another time I hid myself in some long fake grass,
Grabbing at the ankles of all that sauntered past.
This had young kids running, and adults the same,
And one of them even told that I was deranged."
What do you think? Just that the rhyme gets a little choppy here and there...
*hugs*
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