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All Hallows' Eve
Among the graying clouds and autumn moon,
Above treetops, shadows on the moonlit sky
On broomsticks racing by,
Black silhouettes of cackling witches sit.
Lights out and heartbeats drop.
Garlic hangs high over windowpanes.
Outside, wind growls, magic and the supernatural thrives.
Monster spiders trailing strands of silk.
Black birds caw-caw, out stretching claws.
Toad loads muddy pond a dragonfly it croaks for.
Cat prowling hunt on wicked vampire bat.
Werewolf howl resonates the night.
Screeching owl watchful eye.
Sound of mournful music all night in the forest.
Pumpkins in candlelight,
Crows peck away the scarecrow's hay,
Ghost lickety-split, screaming fear.
There is no escaping from the night.
10/24/2022
A dark figure abruptly appears at midnight, Its rumbling growl frightens the youngsters, Blue eyes threaten those who have seen their bright light, Lightning reflects the piercing teeth of its hunter, Its sharp claws catch its prey and cruelly bite it, Like a vampire bat ,it has minute protruding ears, It has a pair of glowing eyes to hunt in the night, What noiseless ,digitigrade legs it bears, It stuns the prey with its sudden, hidden attack, And it comes,kills and vanishes in a flash of lightning, Pet lovers cannot stomach this horrible sight, What a terrible creature is biting, It is a secret living life on the dark side, Is black cat a bad omen for us?
Hair looked wild, got to hide my tattoo,
Because today I have a job interview.
I wear a long sleeve shirt, scarf, and hat,
To hide my dragon-skull and vampire bat.
Went into Blackrock, the secretary smiled,
I wanted to spend time with her a while,
Then she saw the beer stains on my shirt,
Decided she didn't want to flirt.
Talked to human resources, the questions came fast,
Tried to prevent them learning of my past,
Didn't mention my prison time, lied about my résumé,
Then the fan blew off my hat — what a bad day!
(Chorus)
It’s a bad hair day,
But I’m showing up anyway,
Got to meet the test
Can't always look your best.
The interviewer said, “You don’t qualify,
You lack the skills, and you need not apply.”
Then I said, “I may lack skills, but I’m part Cherokee,
Surely you can meet some target of diversity?”
The interviewer explained with a satirical grin
that diversity was out, experience was in.
I walked outside, felt life wasn’t fair,
People gave a stare at my wild hair.
Then I saw a dog try to bite two men outside,
I’ve dealt with pit bulls before, a matter of pride,
I gave the dog a whack on the nose,
Found out I had saved two CEOs.
Now I’m on the board of BlackRock Inc.,
Even though I look like a missing link.
They don’t mind my hair’s a mess,
Einstein looked that way too, it can impress.
That Neanderthal look has its perks
It intimidates bureaucrats, usually works..
It also helps with leftist assassins on New York Streets
They can't believe you're a capitalist if your hair speaks.
You can't win if you don't play
So don't be sunk by a bad hair day.
A wizard, a witch and a wand went that way.
But the Ebony Cat and the Pumpkin decided to stay.
They had heard about the antics of a bumpkin, tragic.
They knew one thing, these three had black magic.
A scarecrow gave them a tip of the day.
He told them of a corn maize where they could play.
The wizard, witch, and the wand promptly came back.
They picked up the pumpkin and the black cat.
She will be my familiar, the witch cackled with a groan.
Ebony Cat was terrified; she was afraid of this ugly old crone.
Pumpkin decided to show some magic of his own.
He rolled toward the gate, and got out his cell phone.
He called a warlock to come and secure the old witch.
It was a friend of his father’s, and the guy had a twitch.
These two crazy old coots both cast a spell.
Which promptly put them both into a deep dark well.
The witch was the first to get out, and she bewitched the cat.
Transmogrifying her into a beautiful but tiny vampire bat.
The warlock was on her tail, and changed the spell into turquoise blue.
So the bat became a cat and the pumpkin did too.
Vampire bat with an injured wing.
Swoops through the air with a bit of a swing.
Crow drops down with a caw and a ring.
It is glamorous, a really shiny new thing.
What will you do with it the bat asks?
I’ll put it in her nest, next to the flask.
Is that wine? The bat asks with alarm.
Knowing that drunk crows lose their charm.
Sure says the crow. It’s no big deal.
They soon hear her calling him a heel.
The engagement did not work out this time.
He came back sober, with a shiny dime.
Okay, she agreed, but I want the ring too.
A greedy crow, but what could he do?
He had fallen flat out head over heels in love.
With this cute little number, sexy turtledove.
They were doing the tango, the slide and the dip.
We told them they were unrefined; the gargoyle let it slip.
They came after us with machetes, axes, knives and such.
We scurried from the table; Frankenstein knocked down the hutch.
Oh, sorry said the ghouls, the werewolves, and the vampire bat.
But wow! Look at this spread! Will you kindly look at that?
We stopped in mid run, to watch them admire our tea party.
Why don’t you join us? Frankenstein’s ma asked, real hearty.
Are you sure there is enough? A closet monster asked in awe.
Sure! She said. These dainty biscuits would never fill his pa!
We even invited the witches, the warlocks, and the lambadam king.
We shared the table cloth as napkins, our paws reigned supreme.
We discussed the next tea party, who would be invited and all.
After the pandemic, we got along great, this would be a new fall.
The Frankenstein’s hosted it this time, one of the goblins said loudly.
We will be the next sponsors; his kin agreed rather proudly.
We started a masterful tradition that day in the forest of oaks.
A tea party of diverse monsters; and we discovered we are really just folks
Written 8-17-2021
Contest Frankenstein Tea Party
Sponsor Joe Maverick
Heretta had a mission today and she took her cat
Can we also take my dog friend and his vampire bat?
Sorry, her mother replied, That might scare grandma you know
So Heretta and Mixie her cat, took off through a layer of snow.
I do not think anything scares grandma, Heretta sad with a grouse.
Mixie thought this was hilarious and swiftly told her friend Klaus.
Klaus cannot keep a secret; worse, he called up grandma and said
“Your daughter thinks a bat will scare you. Grandma said “Oh, Fred!”
Fred was Klaus' evil twin, and not nice to most of the family.
How he could be impolite and rude, is not so easy to see.
His parents were marvelous, his grandmother is a peach.
When he got older he lived with them; they had their share - each!
Alison Alligator eating artichokes on a ant hill,
watching
Beverly Bear floating on a cloud over there,
which developed a leak,
drenching
Charlotte the twin headed elephant
up to their knees,
floating
Danny the dingo swimming past.
While watching,
Eli the iguana,
slithering over a leaf
sharing a log,
with Francis the frog looking over,
as Gwenda the goose flew overhead
into the gum tree,
where,
Helen the hermit had laid down her head,
on
Ivy the twinning snake,
who was always late,
slithered up the tree,
to give
Jay the monkey,
who was feeling funky,
a fright.
she dropped a nut on,
Karen the kite,
who was in flight one starry night.
As Lil the parrot continued to trill,
while
Marsha the mammoth grew quite still,
to much noise was making her ill,
gave her the shakes
and
Nosey Nancy the ant came up out of her mound
to see what was shaking the ground all around.
Olive the ostrich bent all her knees,
standing straight was making her sneeze!
Then
Penelope the porcupine trotted on by
to keep an appointment with
Quirky the quill,
she was the queen of everything,
she was quite mean.
pushing
Ruth the rambling rabbit into,
Silly sue who was a sea lion and lived in Sillyville,
and lived there still.
Alongside
Terrible Tonya the Tonga tiger,
who danced with,
Uncelet Uris who came from the north,
because of to many Tonga dancers rolling tires back abd forth.
Violet the vampire bat flew down to show
Wilson Lucille the very large whale,
how to stay out of jail.
she had a tendency you see,
to hang out with
Xantus, the hummingbird,
who lived on a yacht with a
Yak Zack ,
and stole yogurt by the lot.
Finally to tired to tired to chat anymore,
Alison, Beverly, Charlotte, Danny, Eli, Francis, Gwenda, Helen, Ivy, Jay,
Karen, Lil, Marsha, Nancy, Olive, Penelope, Quirky, Ruth, Sue, Tonya, Uris, Violet, Wilson Lucille, Xantus, and Yak Zak
fell asleep on the floor.
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written for my dear daughter, Natalie
Nat, the vampire bat,
Was as cute as a bat could be-
She loved to go to school,
But hated her class on hematology.
"I think I'm in the wrong body,"
She often would exclaim-
"I cannot stand the sight of blood,
It makes me go insane."
"My legs get wobbly,
My wings shiver,
My sonar sensors stop working,
And my lips begin to quiver!"
Nat went home to mom and dad,
And asked, "What shall I do?"
They looked at each other and said,
"You'll have to stay home from school."
Nat was quite unhappy,
She would miss all of her friends,
She had to think of something else,
"My life's just going to end!"
She went into her cave room,
All she could do was pout-
Have to call my friends, she thought,
And pulled her cell phone out.
"I need help," she announced,
"Anyone got an idea in mind?"
She texted, tweeted, pleading her case,
A solution she was desperate to find!
Many answers came her way,
She filtered them one by one,
The best were from Professor Owl,
And Sly - principal Fox's son.
First option was just to adapt,
Stay home - take things in stride-
She pondered over this for awhile,
And finally sat down and cried!
Option two was more palatable,
Sly's idea was much, much better.
Nat thought she could digest this one,
But her parents had to write a letter!
The letter she carried to school that morn,
A happy bat was she-
Instead of studying blood, it read-
Let her take carpology!
The teachers were all amazed-
About what a choice had brought-
The little bat's grade soared to an "A,"
Her spirit no longer distraught!
Nat, the vampire bat,
Started a new tradition at school-
Classes were allowed to be changed,
It was no longer against the rules!
The school made headline news,
Performance index scores climbed high-
Policy changes must sometimes be made,
To keep things from going awry!
I heard a small sneeze from my closet
knew it was the gremlin who hides in there
he is usually more cautious, silent but deadly
another sneeze; he must be sick
I got out my Vicks and my Therma flu
grabbed him by the ears and dragged him out
he was horrified, thinking he had been a secret
think again buddy, I was a mother once
he was kicking, biting and scratching me
I barely felt it, due to his small size and tiny teeth
cut it out, I told him I am trying to save your life
he does not speak English, a whisper said
I looked up and saw yellow eyes
It was a vampire bat
Just another monster living in my closet
I did not even know about this one
I pushed the gremlin and Vicks back in and slammed the door
what about that Therma Flu asked the bat?
Crap. An intelligent vampire bat.
There really are monsters in my closet!