GUESS WHO?

Who made their bed and fed the cat?
Almost.

Who cleaned up when the milk went splat?
Well, close.

Who carried out the trash with care?
Oops, whoa!

Who fixed the baby’s messy hair?
Oh no.

Who put a drawing at your place?
Rub, scrub.

Who found a flower for your favorite vase?
Mop slop.

Who saved a foil wrapped chocolate kiss?
Yum, yum.

And set it where you couldn’t miss?
“Dear Mum”

I guess you figured out it’s me.

I’m guilty, as no doubt, you see.

I tried to think of something good

but it didn’t turn out quite as it should.

My valentine surprise is done.

With hugs and kisses from your son.

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THE HALLOWEEN FAIRY

Fill your cauldron up with treats

Popcorn, chocolate, loads of sweets.

Don’t shiver and slop, don’t giggle and spill.

Go door to door till you get your fill.

Then howl, “HELP! Calling Halloween Fairy.

Fly this back home. It’s too heavy to carry.”

She’ll take up your loot and not eat a bite

Till you both meet back home at the end of the night.

Then it’s only fair to divvy and share

But thanks to her help, you’ll have plenty to share.

 

HIGH TECH MAVEN

No cauldron for me.
I’m going high tech.
A crockpot with a remote and auto stir.
No shakey shivery broom power.
Got a battery-pac pogo stick instead.
And Blackie gets a robot pal
so he won’t howl and caterwaul at the moon.
Catch me on Channel 31 Halloween night.
I’ll be demonstrating all these terrific products and more.
Hope you’ll tune in, between knocks on the door.
Till then,
bewitchingly yours,
Hazel

This is entry #3 for Halloweensie 2018. Having such fun with it this year.

Thanks to Susanna for creating this contest. And best of luck to all the entrants!

Witch Trick? Or Treat?

(Entry for Halloweensie contest 2018:   95 words)

The black CAULDRON bubbled with sticky brown goo.

Witch stirred, as she called to her skeleton crew.

“Gather the children. Bring them to me.”

She cackled, “Hee-heeee. The pot, she be ready.

So don’t let them flee.”

The poor children SHIVERED in their costumed best.

The wind HOWLED, but above it, they heard witch suggest,

“Bob for apples, my pretties. Don’t be shy. Bob for two.

Now jab in those sticks and swirl twice in this goo.

Take a lick…. Is it tasty? Ah, sticky and sweet.

Caramel apples, my favorite Halloween treat.”

 

Blue and Yellow Valentines

What do you do when your class Valentines

need to be ready by quarter to nine,

and the paper you have is yellow and blue

and the marker you find is a sickly green hue?

Do you cry, do you frown, do you let out a groan?

Do you HOPE the party’s cancelled, and everyone stays home?

Or………….

Do you make heart-shaped cookies and HOPE they’re ok?

That’s a plan. But you best not delay.

It will take a full hour.

Do you have the right pan?

Lots of sugar and flour,

pretty sprinkles and butter?

And a heart cookie cutter?

There, there, it’s alright.

There’s no reason to mutter.

That would be a big job and make lots of clutter.

Don’t panic. Don’t freak. Yes, the outlook is bleak.

Go back to Plan A. (It’s the thought, as they say.)

Bring out those scissors and snip, snip away.

Yellow and blue hearts are better than none.

You’ve got this. They’re fine — a bit different and fun.

Now add a message, and then you’ll be done.

What if you say,

“Happy Valentine’s Day.

A red heart is fine. But I HOPE you like mine.

It’s yellow and blue, made specially for you.”

(WHEW!!! That was tough. I have had quite enough.)

211 words

Fright Night

Monster lurks, among the shadows, waiting to grab a bag of treats.

Children scamper, unaware, gathering tons of tasty sweets.

Out of the dark comes a might growl, as monster snatches one large sack —

his Mars Bars – KitKat – candy corn snack!

Before he gobbles a single bite, a small voice asks, oh so polite,

“May I have one candy corn please?”

Big monster stares, turns white, and flees, as mouse nibbles treats, perplexed and surprised, that suddenly he’s the one holding the prize!

 

What’s For Breakfast?

I’ll have purple eggs with jam

Said the hungry little clam.

No purple eggs today, madam.

Would you care for orange or tan?

Sorry, no, sighed clam and swam

Off to hunt for purple yams.

Purple eggs? Purple yams?!

Perfect food for purple clams.

PS. Don’t forget some jam.