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Halloween In Hobbitsville

( HALLOWEEN IN HOBBITSVILLE ) Its Halloween in Hobbitsville, its time to grab your axe and drill. Head up to the local barn, where everyones sure to get a thrill. Little Susie all dressed in black, holds her gun and half filled sack. She taps Johnny on the shoulder, almost giving him a heart attack. They both head out to Tuckers creek, where dog tails is what they seek. Wind is still and the night is young, candy in their mouth its hard to speak. Johnny falls down and breaks his leg, he tripped over a hearty keg. Susie laughs and says suck it up, get on your feet and start to beg. Dog tails all over the place, blood on the trees that can fill up a case. Susie gets greedy and grabs her gun, shoots Johnny filling the space. By herself now with the dog tails in hand, everyone will understand. Back at the barn she tells them the story, easy as pie, smooth as sand. Out go the lights, no-one can see, someone hits Susie with a branch from a tree. screams abrupt then soon end, A knife is in Susie no longer shes free. Everyone dances and goes on feeling woozy, a night of fun that was a doozy. Halloween in Hobbitsville a strange little town, that no longer has Johnny or small little Susie

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Date: 10/31/2014 10:57:00 PM
I liked the dog tails, in a pinch I sometimes throw words out and get stuff, that reminds me of this. Fun poem to read, thanks Jasmine
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Jasmine Cruz
Date: 10/31/2014 11:20:00 PM
Anytime glad you enjoyed it
Date: 10/31/2014 9:25:00 AM
Awesome and gruesome -- love it. Happy Halloween my little precious (as Bilbo or maybe little Susie would say!).
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Jasmine Cruz
Date: 10/31/2014 4:33:00 PM
Thanks David. I love writing Halloween poems. Thanks for your nice reply

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