Gobblin' Goblins
That blackie cat sat fattened 'neath the ol' pumpkin moon,
While the yummies in his tummy sang a hummy little tune,
No more twitchy, glitchy, witchy tails or mousey little feets,
For he'd gobbled all those goblins up as trick-or-treat eats!
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Good Luck Halloween" Poetry Contest, Eve Roper, Judge & Sponsor.
( I used photograph number two )
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