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I met friends at ten o'clock for our rendezvous
so we could attend a Halloween party at the zoo.
What weird costumes and sights came into view!
Three wrinkled witches were stirring a bubbly brew.
One of them offered us eyeballs of newts to chew.
"Oh," I replied. "I think I'll pass on trying the stew."
That hag cursed at me like a nagging old shrew.
We walked down a dark road called, Goblin Avenue
when over our heads, twenty vampire bats flew.
Zombies drooled near us while standing in a queue
as if waiting in that line so they could use the loo!
On we ventured, until I stepped in a pile of goo
that turned out to be bloody guts on my shoe.
I was getting frustrated, and about to cry, "Oh, Pooh!"
because my Frankenstein mask had lost a neck screw
but I was able to fix it with a dab of crazy glue.
We passed people dancing while practicing voodoo,
chanting mysterious words that sounded like hoodoo.
They transformed a slithering snake into a kangaroo
who charged at us to fight, using moves of Kung Fu.
This place was creepy and everything was cuckoo.
We ran until we could hide behind an elephant statue.
Thought we'd be safe there until it started to spew
yucky stuff from its trunk that smelled like mildew.
Good gosh, we stunk. So, now what should we do?
Searched for an exit, but where it was we had no clue
Just then we were assaulted by a screaming cockatoo!
Then we were surrounded by ghosts, shouting, "BOO!"
and heard the hungry howling of a werewolf, a lougarou.
Somehow we escaped from that horrendous hullabaloo!
October 19, 2021
Halloween Monorhyme Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
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Circular motions of mice dressed in vividly printed mushroom skirts. Could be acronyms for stars. Could bring the brooms to the brooks. Many a flea could clean a flowered stalk. While the emblem of an embroidered teacloth sits quiet in contemplation. Ears are easily drawn onto photographs of lions. It is not the intended job for the ghost yet mitigating circumstances mean that in a league of leaves can boil a great many kettles from rain spittle. Meeting a horned goblin in a shimmering jade field. Long grass. Bulging threatening eyes and large fangs. Nowhere to run from this crouched creature. Mindful of this the needle spins effortlessly producing sounds and in later times on earth a cradle of blue is a safe haven. Speak not of this beastly creation. It survives on fear. So jump into air with style and dance around the tree tops singing to the tiny birds whose flapping cam create harmonious auras. Take not a zebra to a castle to meet a big bear at a banquet. Busy are the peasantry. Take not a goblet to the fish eyed man with the sword. Tailor not a suit of armour for a shrew. And always listen to the harmonics of a lute. Deliver the items then to the vast expanse to the army tents. Canter across the country on an iron bred horse. Missions then. Musically arranged. Forest floor contains great wisdom. As the crone creates a herbal brew to cure all ills. As the curtains in theatres fall. As the wind of night arrives to sweep away penalising judgements and falsities. Then arrives the badgers with books. Hopping heaping hollering hollowed out tree trunks and a sunbathing elephant smiling in contentment. Play not a song of prawns or peas to a cactus plant as it is rare that it will induce changes. Streets of serpent swirl on a snowy day. Misted motions mandatory underground fortresses. Having a pleasant time then? Oh good. Now I will play with my fifteen rabbits,nine sheep,twelve octopuses and my fifty foot pig. Play. Power. Pleasing. Plenty. Part. Xxxx Avenue answering. X.
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