It is
the eve of Halloween
When
scary monsters will be seen
And
banshees scream into the night
To give
small children a scary fright
And
slimy clammy hands appear
Clutching
bats and ginger beer
While gnawing
red eyed rats attack
Eating
the flesh from off your back
So tomorrow night on
Halloween
When scary monsters will be seen
It’s
best not to answer your front door
Better
to read the diary of………
Rob
Z
TOBOR
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hah ha ha ha ha ha ha……….
Yes
I have written a scary tale for tomorrow
. . . . . The greatest (knitting) horror story ever told . . . .
.almost. An excellent film idea for the very nice Steven Spielberg.
I am close to being a knitter, a robotic knitter. Today was a bit celebratory as we cranked up the embroidery machine for our first large commercial order for a fire department.
ReplyDeleteThanks for poeming for us.
DeleteI am glad to hear the Embryo machine is producing robotic killer firemen, you will make a brilliant mad scientist Mr ESB.
DeleteHang on I may have misread that slightly.
That's okay, it's better than being a militant bad scientist, hahahahahahahaha
DeleteI love the poem, and can't wait to read your scary tale tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteI hope you will not be disappointed Miss Laura, you have written a jolly good tale tonight I was well impressed. . . . .
DeleteSometimes blogs do stuff I don't understand, I suspect they may have minds of there own.
ReplyDeleteOh my god! My spine is chilled with terror! Please help my curdled blood!
ReplyDeleteYou know… "gnawing red eyed rats attack", is really quite brilliant.
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