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the den is as dark as the inside of a witch’s hat, macabre as can be
someone with a green face and pointed nose sits across from me
her nose gives a twitch, there is too much make up around her eyes
her hat is pointed with inverted peak at the top, no big surprise.

my partner is dressed as a computer, with a square metallic head.
Her date is Dracula, red blood around mouth as if he’s eaten some dead.
my date is uncomfortable, I can tell by the way his eyes move around.
a more unlikely candidate for a Halloween party can rarely be found.

table is set in Victorian crystal; there is a pile of something on the plate.
hostess has just arrived dressed in drag; she is fashionably late.
We clap for her, for her entrance deserves some kind of applause.
Walking past our table is a dark grizzly with the longest bear claws.

Let’s get out of here my date says as a tail hits him in the neck.
Tail of a large sparkly purple stegosaurus who stops to genuflect.
Giving the hostess his arm, making his way back now.
Tail hits my man again. He jumps up and says “Holy cow!”

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