Come closer, my dears, come close
and you shall hear
What happened when poor Fee
learned the meaning of fear.

See, there was this holiday party,
a Halloween bash,
all of the poets were invited, it
promised to be a smash!

He wanted me to come with an axe.
He forgets I come with rain!
I come with lightning!  Thunder!
I'm storming, again ---

I chased all the monsters with
a big fat lightning bolt,
zapped all the Eds, they
got a nice jolt ---

Twin sis buuuurrped, it made a
very loud thunder ---
she's learned well.  =]  Too bad
that scared Fee right under

La Belle's bed.  She enticed
him (red hair and all) into her lair ---
wait a minute.  Looks like he's
having way too much fun in there ---

I grabbed Fee by the scruff
of his chinny chin chin,
gave him to Dracula (Drac
was lookin' kind of thin) ---

P-tooey.  Drac didn't like the
taste of old country guitars,
passed him to Frankenstein,
who kicked him in the stars ---

thank God for Doc Bonnie,
who cured him on the spot,
and now I'm in hiding, 'cause
revenge on his mind he's got!!!! 

(c) 2008, Karla Dorman (10/14)