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THOSE LITTLE DARLINGS
by Paul Curtis Those little darlings With their angelic eyes Look harmless enough But beneath their disguise They're nothing but thugs With pure evil intent These spawn of Satan Are not heaven sent These foul blackguards Going about their sport They say "Trick or treat" As they happily extort They squirt fake blood On my front door They egg my new car I can't take any more I sit counting the minutes Am I the only one? Who just can't wait Till Halloween is done I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |