The Spook

Cold was the night when I sat down The dimples on my cheeks were brown When they're supposed to be bright red The fear had gone into my head I began scribbling with my pen Words flowed out from that inky den And danced with the flickering candlelight Like Goosebumps tales told at night Indeed it was a gruesome sight Alone with ghouls of fear and fright Stories were spewed and told again Of wars, trust, betrayal and pain of dragons, knights and leprechauns And Chimera dining with djinns and fauns Where Wellington cried Waterloo And China hugged the Spanish flu I was caught unaware that time flies Caught in Anansi's web of endless lies And bestial shapes spurned the papyrus Groveled in oil exhumed from Cyprus As Bucephalus crowned Archimedes With the golden armor of Diomedes The LNM stilled the North seas The West, under siege from zom- bees And the myth and magic of the ethereal That mad, mad world, unseen for real All came as one in blatant prose There time and my pen both froze The cosmos had let and closed the deal The life surged to the inky seal I felt a sudden chill down m'spine Just at my door was Frank-in-stein