By invitation, here are my little contribution to La Belle's Halloween Ball, because it is not weird enough for all of you delicate taste I suggest that you read it with a toothpick on your mouth.

This Halloween I will dress-up
as the angry creature you saw
launching at you from the dark
of the theater showing Jaws,
suddenly it was there, biting,
didn’t felt fear, it was a shock,
feeling those teeth ripping flesh,
not anybody, but you very own;
you mouth would open wide,
a primal scream of utterly terror,
as one of your limbs dismembered
fills the water around with blood;
nobody can help you, they run
to the safety of the far way shore,
which you are leaving behind
as you are carried by my jaws,
so I can finish my meal in peace
not filled with screams of horror,
it upsets my stomach digestion
and the very nourishment of food;
then, for desserts I think I will
to La Belle’s Halloween return,
swim among unsuspecting maidens
and grab the one that seems lost,
just thinking about the next dance
make me to lick carefully my chops.

Little dear, look at my cute smile,
go swimming with me you most!