MR. SKELLIE
Once upon a haunted house was a man named Mr. Skellie,
he scared the people in the town except a girl named Smellie.
He had a curly mustache and wore a top hat on his head,
sang and danced in his house even though he’s dead.
He shakes and rattles all his bones, to a music all his own,
he never, never, never, never, wants to be alone.
Mr. Skellie has these orange eyes, no one’s ever seen before,
you can see them when their glowing, when he opens his front door.
He greets you smiling with his teeth, as they rattle in his mouth,
Mr. Skellie says Happy Halloween, won’t you come into my house?
© By Teresa Bellamy Walker
10-17-2016
"Trick or treat!" say the children before they scream and run away. Then they stop and look again at Skellie's friendly smile. Who can resist shake, rattle, and roll and a Halloween party?
Good humor in your poem, Teresa.
Love ya!
Jane
Ron