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Happy Halloween

Is there someone out there that can make the insecure, secure? The lost become found? The weak become strong? The introvert extrovert and all things in-between? The ugly more beautiful? The headedness and nightmares become more of a joke? The sounds in the background become solid and free Chuck out the garbage The ties that bind thee Those that put you in trouble of the deepest kind The ugliest of mothers hellbent on revenge Taking out pennies from someone else's den Is there someone decent and cool To help get along in the life of a fool? I am the pest the irregular verb Adjectives, hyphens the comma's full stop and nerds All comprehensive found sometimes expensive So you'll never know what kind of gift wraps inside Quaky, Jackie, Stumble bunny and fall Am running amok for the sake of it all Sinderella what a fella He went to the garden zoo Played hokey cokey Oh what a jokey He even drank the soup Happy Halloween you creeps! © Bernard M Coldwell all rights reserved
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Nov 2, 2013
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