A halloween themed poem [i thought it would be rather fitting for october]

Halloween Morn

Scary Noises
BUMP in the night
Faces stained pale ghostly white
Black cats screeching
Pumpkins leering
Witches on their broomsticks, steering,
Straight into the haunted house,
Where nightmares and fears are born
It will all start on Halloween morn.
It will all start on Halloween morn.

It will last until the clock strikes twelve,
Then the ghouls will retreat,
After they've scared the little kids, who've only said "Trick or Treat"
All the costumes are quite swell,
They've had no help at all,
But some people who bought their costumes, well, they're two sizes too small.
The sweets in the bags
Are gone in a few days
And some poor kids are still in the sick-bay.
All alone, in an empty field,
Stands a ghost looking all forlorn,
He says, with a hint of Halloween scorn,
"This will all start on Halloween morn.
This will all start on Halloween morn."


By Me!


HOPE I DIDN'T SCARE YOU WITH MY PUMPKIN-NESS


Phew. I thought I'd be using the word "halloween" waay more than I actually did! (Sorry if it's not too good, I've just made it up on the spot!) I only used it..one, two, three, four..five times!

Happy Halloween!

(heres something I read on an Innocent smoothie thing : "The future ain't what it used to be" I thought it sounded cool! Heh heh heh!



WooOooOoOOo i'mmMm A GhOooOoSrRTttT!!