No 'Partly Witchy' Tonight

The frost on the pumpkin has yet to appear
     In the forecast no 'partly witchy' tonight
   Though goblins and ghosts decorate lawns
     Thoughts of Halloween (still) seem to be yawns

   Yet today a jet-black cat crossed my path
     And a crack in the sidewalk caused me to stumble
   But it's just too darn hot for this stuff... Do the math
     At 85 degrees angry bees can still bumble
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Flood Avatar
October 9, 2022 at 5:35 AM
Love that last line, Gershon. (Not that the rest isn’t smashing). There’s got to a nursery rhyme about a bumbling bee… if there isn’t, there should be. Terry
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October 8, 2022 at 10:00 PM
Witty poetry, Gershon. I like the way you sneek in a twist. :-) Bill
Tor Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 2:25 PM
Superstitions are just Superstitions but you wouldn't catch me walking under a ladder. lol
Proxenos Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 10:28 AM
Some cultures think it is bad luck if a black cat crosses their path others think it good luck I believe it's good luck but c'est la vie but as Asterix feared perhaps the sky will fall on our heads. Blessings and hugs Jennifer . Maybe it was lucky that you only stumbled and didn't fall. Blessings and hugs Gershon Jennifer
Wolf Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 11:51 AM
Absolutely lucky. A fall in Fall for a 1/2 fallen soldier like me can be deadly! Hope you continue to feel better and better, Jennifer!
Kendrick Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 5:30 AM
Got that right around here but it is cool at night. Last night 49 on my thermometer. I love the cool nights. I enjoyed reading your work. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page. Sara
Wolf Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 11:52 AM
Brrrr. Chilly down into the 30's tomorrow night here in Chicago. Then it'll bounce back up. How many bounces are left in the mercury is the question! Ta, ta! :) gw
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