The Napping Cauldron
The Napping Cauldron
The rusty cauldron fell asleep
(he wasn't a creep)
in his bathtub by a charcoaled tree.
That was the last time you see
he filled up his tub with chamomile tea.
In his nightmare he was being polished by a happy
family of four in a
beautiful garden designed by the pappy.
He woke up on the first of November and
he felt really bad,
and
very mad.
He’d missed being used to (he felt
sad) hold the vodka punch drink
at Elmwood High Halloween Dance. He felt
so so bad and mad he couldn’t even blink.
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