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brian roy skyers


Halloween Bliss


Tiddles cavorts on the lawn, his stomach aired to the world
Strokes and tickles he accepts from these tender little girls
A turn around by his master, long overdue
Delivers relaxation and pleasure too
A playground of endless laughter
With the host beside herself with joy
Witch Hazel delivers another lot of ice cream and cones
These kids will soon be fat with no showing bones
Witch Hazel is the happiest
She now feels she’s blessed
No need for fairground rides, not when she’s got her broom
As they cue eagerly, around and around they zoom
On these Halloweens there are simply no tricks
All the children come from every street
All the pop to consume and many more treats
A lone pair of eyes spies what they think is a snake
Screams and howls as snaking tendrils bore up from the chocolate cake
Witch Hazel has reached a new high, old habits die hard
And hoards of kids run screaming from the yard.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013

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