Poem -

Aftermath

Satire

Aftermath

 
Is anyone else frickin glad
to wake up on the morning after Halloween
knowing, you did everything you could 
to keep those trick-or-treaters away?
 
like ..
smothering break fluid on the path?
putting honey on the gate handle?
 
I mean I did everything possible 
not to have them grubby little monsters
run up to my door
ringing the bell for sweets
waking Jasper
my fifteen-year-old Jack Russell 
surprisingly, this year no one rang 
maybe they learnt their lesson last year?
 
now I shall go wash my drive-way 
and hose down my gate 
then I'll take Jasper
for a nice long walk
after all, today is a real holiday
It's the day we celebrate the dead
 
oh, by the way
it's only fifty-four days
until Christmas
now, I have to start loading buckets of water 
for the Carol singers
because Jasper loves singing. 

 

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Rory McGinlay

So this Jasper, a figment of your imagination?

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Shirley Harrison

I used to Have a Scottish Terrier when I was a child he was a snappy little beast, his name was actually Mandy,  I used jasper as it's the name of the friendly ghost keeping in with the current theme. 👻 Always a pleasure to see you on my page Mr Rory. Thank you for coming by sir. 🌹

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Marion

Brilliant Shirley 😆😆😆😆 love it X

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