Leticia Gets Spooked
We all knew how spooked our cousin Leticia gets.
We knew when she saw the skull she would pitch fits.
Should we warn her? Asked my Aunt Little Bits.
No way! We kids yelled. That would be the pits!
The skull was sitting about sixteen feet away.
I was afraid Leticia might not see it today.
I motioned past her, in a playful way.
She didn’t even turn, so she never turned gray.
Let me try said our cousins the two we called the Mikes.
They cajoled and coaxed, but there was not even a yikes.
A spider crawled out of that skull and I let out a scream.
Undoubtedly the loudest one ever experienced on Halloween.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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