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  Two Fiends Who Gamboled Late
by Tom Hyland
Saturday, November 22, 2003
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Back in the late Fifties, Lloyd Price had a big hit single, called "Stagger Lee." If any of you "creatures" can remember the features of this tune - you may feel a slight resemblance thereto. That's the meter chosen.

Yeah, yeah, I know - I'm WEIRD! But when the "spirit" moves me, I just gotta write.

Sorry it's so late for Halloween, but I just found it "BURIED" in a sepulchre, merged in a medley of old stuff!

Be careful out there! FANGS is FANGS - no matter who is sportin' 'em! You Dig?





Two Fiends Who Gamboled Late


 

The night was grim,
and the moon was amber,
and the leaves came plunging down.


I was standing by the porch-light,
when I heard a meadowlark.
He was chirping at two creatures
who were creeping in the dark.

It was Dracula and Wolfman,
two fiends who gamboled late.
Dracula was thirsty,
but Wolfman had just ate.

The hairy one said to the vampire,
"Oh, please don't take my life,
for I have three little puppies,
and a very ... sickly wife."

The night was grim,
and the moon was amber,
and the leaves came plunging down.

Then Dracula raised his cape,
and flapped into the air,
leaving poor old Wolfman
scratching his derriere.

Dracula climbed high, then hovered,
then began his dive,
heading straight for Wolfman,
like a beeline to a hive.

The canine scrambled quickly,
and hid under a great big bush;
but the bat with teeth so prickly,
promptly bit him in the "tush".

The night was grim,
and the moon was amber,
and the leaves came plunging down.

The howling and the moaning
was piteous to hear,
and Dracula was grinning,
from pointed ear to pointed ear.

Then Dracula shrieked out to him,
"Stop crying like a babe, you shaggy giant,
I was just a tad low, so ...
I only took a pint".

"Happy Halloween, my friend, you Fiend"
hollered the one with wings.
"Same to you, and many of them",
from the hollow came the rings.

The night was grim,
and the moon was amber,
and the leaves came plunging down.

By now I was trembling in the porch-light,
quite anxious to follow my feet,
to return inside, and warm my hide,
and resume my fireside seat.

Just as I settled down,
and picked up my remote,
the doorbell rang with a clang,
and my heart jumped up to my throat.

As I cautiously turned the doorknob,
which was a considerable feat,
I heard a "pitter-patter" .....
as two little hobgoblins shouted "Trick or Treat !"

The night was grim,
and the moon was amber,
and the leaves came plunging down.

Copyright: 10/19/92 
Thomas K. Hyland, Jr.

 




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Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry
This is an excellent poem, Tom, well crafted with extremely good flow: actually could feel the tension in the air. ~~Bonnie Q
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