Double, double
tooth and claw
Cauldron bubble
gaping maw
Flash of fur
in putrid green
a growling purr
from ghoul unseen
with clanking chains
the ghosties dance
in howling pain
the werewolves dance
the goblin band
with sour tune
plays music grand
to fill the room
while witches' broomsticks
tap in time
it is no trick
this ball sublime
Oh what a treat
to see the trolls
devour and eat
the moldy rolls
and eyeball soup
that steams and boils
a pot of goop
and intestine coils
Swamp mud fudge
and batwing surprise
Reek of sludge
and fresh snake eyes
a banquet served
for every guest
and grim hors d'oeuvres
upon request
On Hallows' Eve
in grim parade
the monsters have their masquerade
About the Creator
Sara Little
Writer and high school English teacher seeking to empower and inspire young creatives, especially of the LGBTQIA+ community
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