Monster Talk

Snarly ghost gargoyle, spook and ghoul. Boast that they’d boil Ole Luke McCool. Frankenstein and gray mummy formed a team. With sock dummy fruit flies, all quite mean. Bad black cat crier dragged in new recruits. Sat slack Fat Flier snagged two in cahoots. Warlock introduced a magical knave. Tomb raiders joined in, leaving a fresh new grave. Who will we annihilate? Asked Ole Ugly Luke. That he was even here was a computer fluke. It’s not a rumble, the sage gargoyle said. McCool’s wife added, are you whacked in the head? But spook and ghost said they would boil you. Stated some monsters. More than a few. Luke laughed, certainly no real shock. Monsters kidded like this around the tick tock. We talk tough for children, to give them the creeps. They love their monsters scary, in huge giant leaps. It’s just talk? You ain’t gonna hurt anyone? Certainly not, said the spooks. We say it for fun.