Barista’s Bakery home of the screaming cupcake
I had to rush inside to see what this meant.
Screaming was happening in two corners of the room.
One boy was devouring a purple cupcake.
It was screaming bloody murder.
Another couple was gnawing on a carrot cupcake.
It was shrieking as if it was in labor.
I have to have one I said. Which one is the loudest screamer?
That’s the mother-of-all-screams lemon cupcake, the baker said.
Before I even got started the cupcake began to yell “HELP! POLICE!”
underneath front porch
me screaming bloody murder -
frightened the suspect
poisonous snake, an owl,
a squirrel or big mistake?
All ski hills split on the same night.
Landfills beneath were a terrible sight.
Stench-like gasses were such a blight.
Large rats exploded out like dynamite.
Ridiculous ugly unseemly sight.
Gave school children an awful fright.
Screaming bloody murder big and bright.
As rats carried them off into the night.
I don’t want to see you inside this house
Unless your foot has fallen off or you are bloody
Does a bloody nose count?
Hell no.
What if a blood eating vampire eats my face off?
That could be a good thing because you would be silent.
Wow.
Mother of the year here.
We looked at each other for about two seconds before we thought of it.
She opened the door and said “And don’t go into that old shed!”
Damn.
This ruined things
Not so fast, my cousin Hankie said. I know a secret way in.
So she won’t see us? I asked.
I don’t think she can, he said.
Hankie was always full of bloody good ideas.
This time was not one of them.
We ended up scratching ourselves up as we climbed in the broken window
Hankie was screaming bloody murder as she drove him away
to get a tetanus shot
Because he had landed on a rusty nail.
Bloody hell!
The mating call of wild humans
Can be heard for miles, coz they have no scruples
Screaming bloody murder
During the merger
Then two loud sighs and collapse in ruin
April 9 Love Cinquain
My Love
Haunting my dreams
Nightly talking to me
Then walked out of the dreams into
my Life
April 10 Nightmare Cinquain
Nightmares
Endless fears all night long
Can’t escape running from these dreams
All night
April 10th Nightmares
Endless fears all night long
Huge Monsters chasing me
Hideous Creatures from Hell Itself
Monsters
Fiendish Hell hounds escaped Banishes
screaming bloody murder
they chase me all the way
I die
April 9 Love Cinquain
My Love
Haunting my dreams
Nightly talking to me
Then walked out of the dreams into
my Life
April 10 Nightmare Cinquain
Nightmares
Endless fears all night long
Can’t escape running from these dreams
All night
April 10th Nightmares
Endless fears all night long
Huge Monsters chasing me
Hideous Creatures from Hell Itself
Monsters
Fiendish Hell hounds escaped Banishes
screaming bloody murder
they chase me all the way
I die
wouldn't have cared
if it wasn't for the way you disappeared
or when you disappeared
or even who you were to me
you were my sister you disappeared due to getting in
a car accident at 2 o'clock in the morning
boy what a way to wake up the day
before your birthday
December 31st of 2015 is one day
i will never forget
waking up to my mom screaming like she was getting raped
to walking into the kitchen to three police officers
my mom screaming bloody murder
in my dads arms and my grandmother
standing there telling what happened
me wanting to just be by myself
but having a caring grandmother
and father they didn't let me
be alone that day or that night
the thoughts and endless nightmares
i had and continue to have or
the tearful nights i cry myself to sleep
because i am thinking of a way i could have saved you
or my last words to you
just kill me just the thought that your just gone
or the night i had so much anger and sadness
built up it drove me to take a thumb tack off my wall
and dig it into my skin just because the thought of you being gone kills me
but luckily i asked for help.
Crushed, alone in the dark
weeping and wailing,
forgotten and rotten
despair and deceived
screaming Bloody Murder
going further and further
into delusional revenge!
Molly II (Madeline)
Madeline helped Molly stand,
On her own,
She was too weak…
They gazed at Sara,
In pools of blood,
Lying at their feet…
SHHHHH
Speak not of me,
And do not laugh,
Cast your stare aside…
From behind the pads,
Of darkened room,
And leather jacket tight…
Molly focused all her thoughts
On days,
That lay ahead…
She nodded constantly,
With deceptive smiles,
At all the doctor said…
Hand in hand,
In friendship found,
Together they walked the street…
Madeline from behind the mask
Molly,
In too deep…
Molly opened up,
Her blue eyes,
Wide with terror…
In her dreams,
She lost herself,
And found Madeline’s lair…
Trapped behind,
The doors of hate,
In the recess of their mind…
Molly realized,
Far too late,
To fear Miss Madeline….
Madeline,
With twisted face,
Drove the dagger deep…
Screaming bloody murder,
At the man,
Crumbled in the street…
With no remorse,
She glided back,
Gone without a care…
Molly fell to her knees,
In disbelief,
“What had happened here?”
Molly gazed upon,
The corpse,
At his dead eyed stare…
She heard the laughter,
In her mind,
“I am Sara’s sister, dear!”
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