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At the final stroking of saint Halloween eve, it seems not so long ago, That my trusty SUV, transport vehicle unceremoniously broke down, Right outside the local pet cemetery, what a marvelous place to Spend the spookiest night of the year, changing a flat tire right next Door to the graveyard of the barking dead! Ha, ha I thought to myself these children of the night better be at Rest, I’m just not in the mood for playing fetch the bone, with Any undead beasties tonight! That’s when I heard a hellish sound, coming from this unconsecrated Ground of Fido’s lost and found burial mounds, it started out low, But grew with every shrill passing moment, I dropped the jack, Picked up my throbbing heart, and became brave Balto of the Polar North fame! Inch by inch I approached, these iron bars gates that which were Oddly left Unlocked, approaching the very center I stopped dead Within my tracks, just as metal basketball rolled at my very feet, Within two red glowing eyes meant mine, what the #### ####, Is this thing, this it within a bob-wire metal shell? It had very little hair, more like a grizzly patch here and there, A ratty tail like a mouse, but what really caught my attention The most was its sharp talon like claws, but it cried so, my Mother instinct overrode my sinus of reasoning, it’s helpless, Tender howling touched the darkness of my deepest Edger Allen soul, so I picked it up, and took it home! Now, now I told it, don’t be afraid, I’ll cut you free from Your iron cage, it seemed to understand me in dark Level that I can’t explain, my little creepy dude, By the way such became his name, my undead pet From the realm of the unknown! It growled and hissed at me at first, almost nipping At my bare fingertips, I’ll have none of that biting Business, I told it just be patient I’ll have you out In just a few minutes! At long last it burst free, running attempting to Flee far away from me, but I was quicker than it, This terrifying thing, that captured me with it’s Howling cry! Now my little creature feature, you need a bath It shivered at the mention of the word, meaning clean! But it had a very foul musty odor of brimstone, and Rotten fleshy decay, into a vat of Mr. Bubbles it so went, This it thing, my creepy little dude! After I brushed and towel him off, I feed him a mushy Mush of oatmeal and milk, but he spit it at me, “ok what Does a thing like you eat than,” I asked! The creature than went to my fridge just as if it were The most natural thing in the world to do, grabbed a Bottle of spuds suds, popped the cork, and sat next to The old boo tube, now just you wait a cotton picking Minute, I thought to myself, no way! It than snatched a slice of day old pizza from a nasty, Cardboard box sitting in my waste paper bin, gobbled It down in a moment, than burped out soundly, It’s gratifications satisfaction! The whole time I’m wondering what the #### did I bring Home, this it thing, that now reminds me of my ex-husband, Beer, pizza, and TV burping, but just as I was thinking about Taking it to the dead creature’s animal shelter, it captured My inner heart all over again, in a flick of my heart It had nestled in my lap, growling in a purr, than Tenderly clawing at my tummy, it snoozed! From that point on it this thing, fondly known as My creepy little dude, could do no wrong in my eyes, It stayed just the same size, even though it eat night And day, it drooled on everything, from the baseboards To the chandler but I didn’t care, for he was my Creepy little dude! Than the next Halloween night it happened, I got a knock at my pantry door, it was two Creatures, a female werewolf, and a male Choapa Cobra, excuse us Miss Have you seen, A metal basinet bob wire ball? My little creepy dude ran passed me, in a flash yelled momma, And the jig was up, these unusual parents thanked me, Hugged their baby and left, I never saw the it thing again After that, my little creepy dude was gone forever! But I’ll never forget, what happened not so long ago, On a Halloween night, or my treasured pet, the it thing, Known as my little creepy dude! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN DEDICATED TO BEN STRONG-THE ORIGINAL CREEPY DUDE

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