Challenge:
Write a poem about a time of pretending in October such as when you wore a Halloween costume as a child.
Wednesday Addams –
The “normal” abnormal one.
Not the total monster of a Monday, yet
Never quite connecting with the Saturdays and the Sundays.
Not the total monster of a Monday, yet
Never quite connecting with the Saturdays and the Sundays.
A haunted house freak
Where supernatural happenings are as predictable as the cuckoo
Where spirits come calling at all hours
With ailments as random as tombstone manners of death.
Where supernatural happenings are as predictable as the cuckoo
Where spirits come calling at all hours
With ailments as random as tombstone manners of death.
“YOU RANG?”
Of course. Some creep was always ringing.
Of course. Some creep was always ringing.
The creepiest…
The kookiest…
The most mysterious…
The spookiest….
The kookiest…
The most mysterious…
The spookiest….
I never had to pretend.
There’s not much difference between
An asylum and a parsonage.
An asylum and a parsonage.
Common Threads 