Special Holiday |
Thinking of all the cool creatures that I will meet on this night,
ghosts, goblins and witches screaming in the streets of moonlight.
Bowls of candy and goodies waiting in store,
the sound of cute little footsteps as they approach my front door..
Letting the children inside to drink beers,
razor blades hidden in three musketeers.
Screams from the basement of kids begging to be set free,
that is what Halloween means to me…
Tightening the clamps that are holding their little heads so tight.
Putting my lips to their ears as I whisper: -Please do not fight!
I promise you to go home, if you swear not to tell a soul.
I am just kidding, where is my hacksaw? Let's rock and roll…
A pinch of your brother, a teaspoon of you
with the head of Lisa would make a good stew.
I'd give you a taste but you're tongue is in the stew; irony,
this is what Halloween means to me…
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| Kommentarer | | Unsaved - 21 sep 09 - 23:01 | Haha åh vad bra! Jag tycker att den är fantastisk <3
Och du skriver på grymt bra engelska! | | Tirala - 15 sep 09 - 08:58 | | Oh gawd, du har gjort det igen! Jag är ett stort fan av dig, för du är verkligen grym på det här x) |
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