Wickedy,Hickedy,I am a witch
Traveling the county for sweets to relish..]
Armed with a hat and Dracula at my side,
My sister ,a bunch of grapes,
Clad in balloons that pop all the time...
As we make our approach to the mowned lawns]
Of Montgomery, and ring the bell near the window]
Shrubbery_our aim is to scare and obtain our dessert:]
As we haunt ,with painted faces,the crisp october night.]
Leaves turning to yellow and the sky of greyish hue:]
I hold preciously my miniature pumpkin,
And my plastic broom.
My older brother's attempts,tentative but meek,]
To frighten me with his awkward,vampire teeth,]
Results in my tempestuous anger,
Exploding on the pavement street.
Witchs curse,and throw malignant spells
And if I could turn Oliver into a
Lemon tree,or perhaps a wild honey bee_
I'd summon all my magic power and concentrate]
On him,my wrath.
What fun!!:) Almost see your sister, Miss Buncha Grapes.
Hear the balloons popping. Thanks, and H A P P Y
H A L L O W E E N. The Wicked Witch o'Chapel Hill {heh-heh-heh}
Nice to read aloud. Brings back memories of being 11 and a witch. the neighborhood bully's comment was 'you don't need that costume to be the witch you are." If I could have cast a spell--- (g) Nice job
Tasked by his Goddess to find, relocate, and then quicken, the last three Heart Tree gem-seeds, Vanx the bard, and his motley crew of adventurers, set out to do just that.
Tasked by his Goddess to find, relocate, and then quicken, the last three Heart Tree gem-seeds, Vanx the bard, and his motley crew of adventurers, set out to do just that.
Hear the balloons popping. Thanks, and H A P P Y
H A L L O W E E N. The Wicked Witch o'Chapel Hill {heh-heh-heh}
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)