Wednesday, April 15, 2009

All Hallows Evening (NaPoWriMo 2006)

April 14, 2006

All Hallows Evening

The Sugar Daddy wrapper's tamper-torn.
The death of Halloween has made me older;
they hide the razor blades in caramel corn.

Don't stop for bloody fools who honk a horn.
You'll feel a ghoulish hand upon your shoulder.
The Sugar Daddy wrapper's tamper-torn.

Beware, you hobbits, Gandalf, Aragorn,
the city orcs are feeling ever bolder.
They hide the razor blades in caramel corn.

They curse the day and hour that you were born
and seek you through their sheets with eyes that smolder
and offer Sugar Daddys, tamper-torn.

This eve is theirs, and when their welcome's worn
they'll slip below to home, more earthy, colder.
They hide the razor blades in caramel corn.

The Night of Ghouls precedes the Saintly Morn
(my mom was just repeating what was told her).
The Sugar Daddy wrapper's tamper-torn.
They hide the razor blades in caramel corn.

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