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Bates Poems - Poems about Bates


Premium Member Norman, Don't Be Bates
Halloween is very near, Stealing is what brought me here, Where I'm going I can't say, I just had to get away. Driving in the pouring rain, Those that do, must be insane, Looking for a hideaway, To spend my holiday. I've been good, but not that great, Candy makes me put on weight, Pumpkin pie and room for dates, But Norman, don’t be Bates. Shower time...

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Categories: bates, halloween, horror, loss, murder,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Book of Brenda Bates
Her name was Brenda Bates, a novelist bewitched from burrowing inside her book of fiction 'bout a boatman, Bo Barist, the character who botched her life...betook control of him believing he was true. Becharmed, beguiled, she wanted this bold man, who she had brought to life as best she knew, and bonded with her plot as life's big plan. And Brenda...

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Categories: bates, confusion, emotions, writing,
Form: Alliteration



Premium Member Halloween At the Bates Hotel--Revised
Halloween at the Bates Hotel The attendant in the Ghostface rig was kinda creepy, When I came in to pay the gas I owed. “Is there a motel nearby? I’m really sleepy.” He pointed down a dark and dreary road. No kids were Trick-or-Treating that Halloween night, Nothing was open. I couldn’t buy nor sell. I could barely see. There wasn’t...

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Categories: bates, evil, halloween, horror,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Halloween At the Bates Hotel
Halloween at the Bates Hotel (revised) The attendant in the Ghostface rig was kinda creepy, When I came in to pay him what I owed. “Is there a motel nearby? I’m really sleepy.” He pointed down a dark and dreary road. No kids were Trick-or-Treating that Halloween night, Nothing was open. I couldn’t to buy or sell. I could barely see....

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Categories: bates, fantasy, fear, film, horror,
Form: Rhyme
Norman Bates Tells His Story
By Elton Camp Nobody seems to care about the fix I’m in, So it’s time the true story of my life to spin. I’ve had no father ever since I was a little child. Reared by a mother who’d drive anyone wild. “You have to do anything I tell you to. Any disobedience you will come to rue.” She said it would...

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Categories: bates, angst,
Form: Rhyme



Norman Bates Tells His Story
Norman Bates Tells His Story By Elton Camp Nobody seems to care about the fix I’m in, So it’s time the true story of my life to spin. I’ve had no father ever since I was a little child. Reared by a mother who’d drive anyone wild. “You have to do anything I tell you to. Any disobedience you will come to...

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Categories: bates, angstmother, life, me, time,
Form: Rhyme

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