A Ps Spooky Tale .
It was the darkest midnight hour .
With a howling wind and a thunder shower .
As I tried real hard to get some sleep
And my sanity , I had to keep .
Ghosts of PoetrySoup swooped overhead .
First came Vince and then came Fred.
Christie , Raul and his chilling band
Including Sharon , Carol and Brian Strand .
They spoke their prose of by-gone times
In sonnet , haiku and metered rhymes .
Carolyn , James and Dane-Ann
With chilling tales of tortured man .
As I try to emulate their writes
In my tormented day and frightening nights
My pulse rate's high and my eyes are bleary
So I beg for help !! .. Please ... Nurse Karen O'Leary ....
Copyright © Sean Kelly | Year Posted 2009
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