chris-p-w - Hello Poetry

There once was a chair covered and grey, with cobwebs and dust that smelled of decay. Little Billy Blue, in a blue hat went to the chair, in the chair that he sat, a mouth opened up, toothy and wide into it's belly he surly did slide. Little Billy Blue, gone just like that into the chair, leaving only his hat.

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Oct 4, 2018

Oct 4, 2018 at 12:47 PM UTC

chris-p-w

Little Billy Blue

There once was a chair covered and grey, with cobwebs and dust that smelled of decay. Little Billy Blue, in a blue hat went to the chair, in the chair that he sat, a mouth opened up, toothy and wide into it's belly he surly did slide. Little Billy Blue, gone just like that into the chair, leaving only his hat.

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Down the road a child walks, to a home his mother knocks. A house so old, tired and grey, a wafting scent, of decay. A house with eyes a house that hungers, a place of wretched, horrid wonders. With a push his mother sends him, into the dark, dismal grim. She leaves that place, all alone, a distant cry, a distant moan. The house has eaten the house will dine, on the rest, in the waiting line. On Halloween these parents roam, with naughty children to this hungry, haunted home.

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Oct 2, 2018

Oct 2, 2018 at 11:44 AM UTC

chris-p-w

Haunted House

Down the road a child walks, to a home his mother knocks. A house so old, tired and grey, a wafting scent, of decay. A house with eyes a house that hungers, a place of wretched, horrid wonders. With a push his mother sends him, into the dark, dismal grim. She leaves that place, all alone, a distant cry, a distant moan. The house has eaten the house will dine, on the rest, in the waiting line. On Halloween these parents roam, with naughty children to this hungry, haunted home.

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One night a year Is perfect for me Sweet and tasty my dear How can it be? Candy at doors Kids in the street With each I want more With each that I eat. Sweet like sugar Sour and **** Paired with a another or alone, a la carte. Never filled never full It's a witch's delight Eat them all whole On Halloween night. They kick and they scream, they bite and they squeal These kids who will be, my very next meal.

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Oct 1, 2018

Oct 1, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC

chris-p-w

Halloween Night

One night a year Is perfect for me Sweet and tasty my dear How can it be? Candy at doors Kids in the street With each I want more With each that I eat. Sweet like sugar Sour and **** Paired with a another or alone, a la carte. Never filled never full It's a witch's delight Eat them all whole On Halloween night. They kick and they scream, they bite and they squeal These kids who will be, my very next meal.

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Halloween Night It comes once a year Halloween Night When it's okay to fight and to fear. Witches and wizards Celebrities and cats Kids dressed as lizards **** somethings wearing hats. But what's it about What does it mean An answerless question, or so it would seem.

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Oct 1, 2018

Oct 1, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC

chris-p-w

Halloween Night

Halloween Night It comes once a year Halloween Night When it's okay to fight and to fear. Witches and wizards Celebrities and cats Kids dressed as lizards **** somethings wearing hats. But what's it about What does it mean An answerless question, or so it would seem.

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