On this blessed Halloween,
I pray by amber pumpkin light,
That imps and ghouls and spirits mean,
May all have such a fiendish night.
Even though we all grow older,
Don your hats, capes, mask, and mesh.
Sling your loot over your shoulder;
Bite through candied apple flesh.
Brittle leaves and candle rays-
I grin so widely people fear it.
Though I'm mortal other days,
Tonight I am a wayward spirit.
Happy Halloween to everyone out in Internet Town. I'll see you suckers in stupid November!
3 comments:
Major candy hangover... Dog farts smell like skittles, my farts smell like coffee crisp.
a return to poetry! i like it
Thanks. I've been out of the game too long. It's time to make a comeback.
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