Happy Halloween to all who are taking part in Nita's Trick or Treat Party! E-mail me your address, and I'll mail you your treat on Monday. My e-mail address is suscleve@aol.com.
But for now, for your Halloween reading enjoyment, here is a poem I wrote. It's called:
"The Ballad of Witch Weezle" (Rated PG13)
Witch Weezle went out one night alone;
Her broomstick she did ride.
She wore a cape of blackest silk,
Her party dress to hide.
I'll have some fun this night," she said.
"I'm tired of such work loads
As stirring brews and casting spells
And turning lads into toads.
"And anyway, in all my life,
It's love I truly crave.
I'll have it yet, perhaps tonight,
From some young sexy knave."
In the alley behind The Rusty Screw,
Her broomstick she did park.
"They'll never know my true i.d."
She said there in the dark.
Laying her cape upon her broom,
She gave her hair a pat.
She checked her makeup, then her dress,
As in the dirt she spat
A lump of snuff she'd been chewing on.
It wouldn't look so fine
A-drooling down the lips of
A fox dressed all in shine.
Not two minutes at this bar
Weezle spied a tasty lad.
She winked at him and he at her.
In denim he was clad--
Which drove our Weezle quite insane,
That being her favorite fabric--
Especially when laid upon the loins
Of such a sexy maverick.
Let's skip the stuff that's in between
And cut right to the chase:
They went to bed and had a toss.
This happened at his place.
When they awoke next morning fine,
Weezle gazed into his eyes.
"I love you, lad," she said to him.
Her gave her but smiles and sighs.
He dropped her at the first bus stop.
Weezle feared she was being spurned.
"I'll call you, Dear," he said to her,
And on his heal he turned.
Weezle reached into her party dress
(the pocket on the side)
And drew forth her trusty wand
And aimed it at his hide.
I guess you know what happened next;
A toad hopped down the street.
In place of denim, he wore warts.
Webs joined the toes of his feet.
Beware, young comely laddies,
Whom you ply with your false love.
You might have to trade your bachelor digs
For lily pads and mud.
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On 10/27/2007, Fiona said ...
Trick or treat?
I don't think I'd like to cross Weezle but she does make a lovely cross stitch!
On 10/27/2007, nita from red tin heart said ...
Hilarious!! I love it! xoxo Nita
On 10/27/2007, Patti Koosed said ...
What a funny story.
Love the cross stitch!
Trick or Treat!
On 10/27/2007, natcr8v1 said ...
FABULOUS ballad!!! I can hear the penny whistle and drum and other bits of the "back up band"! heeHEE!
On 10/28/2007, mom2fur said ...
I love it! You really crack me up!
On 10/29/2007, Alaina said ...
Susan
I got the penguin runner in the mail the other day. Thank you so much for sending it- my mom will love it for her bday.
Alaina
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