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Something Wicked

Something wicked this way comes
Moving in the darkness thick
Evil dashing, coming quick!
I smell the stench of devil's dung
Something evil this way comes!

Something's wicked in the air
Tingling tickling at my toes
In the wind around it blows!
Quietly creeping everywhere
Something evil's in the air!

Something's wicked in my house
I feel it's lurking presence there
Talons, teeth, and demon's hair!
Quietly creeping like a mouse
Something evil's in my house!

Something's wicked in my room
In the shadows crouching cruel
Needing flesh to grind it's gruel!
To enter now would be my doom
Something evil's in my room!

Something's wicked drawing near
Grab the Bible and the cross
Show this vermin who's the boss!
The Lord will take away my fear
And quell the evil drawing near!


                         
                         Timothy I. Brumley

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Gene Bourne

March 11, 2014 at 5:23 PM

Timothy I've been delayed, but will be more active on. I thoroughly enjoyed 'Wicked' and its inspired me to post a poem I hope will be half as chilling. I'm gradually reading your other worthy works, YF Gene Bourne.

Elizabeth Wesley

September 9, 2011 at 7:26 PM

PS You make me feel warm all over with the nice things you say. Thanks Tim! Are we kindred spirits?

Elizabeth Wesley

September 9, 2011 at 7:24 PM

You can take any subject and weave a tale that fascinates. This one keeps me on my toes wondering where we go next and that is so special when telling a story!