Long Funnyhalloween Poems

Such Naughty Trickery

three wicked moons ago, we flew to a halloween get-away 
on the beach island frilled with dangling bouquets.” no
costumes , please”,  the invitation loudly read.. so off i went, 
the brood still washing their heads… in simple sundress, my eyes
kept singing la-la-la. the hall was empty, freaky lights went off. in a flick,

witches were brewing black, fangy cats... a lady gaga
spiking screams, then came a judas hanging on a centipede tree,
by the false door,  tattooed skeletons dancing squeaky reggae.
suffocating in a terrorized room, i hollered,” where’s my family!!”
what a viciously naughty night! they were all dressed in
ghostly ghoul and goblin witchery, tickling my almost bare body
just behind me… oh well, it’s october’s time  to slay the night
and i was the pawn, the surprised victim, crackling with nervous delight


( for paula swanson's halloween of years past)