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  Candy Curses! ☼ There once was an enchanted witch Who as named Bedelia von Bloodfruit A vicious bitch to all who met her Her scowl alone could make you poot! You could smell her coming from far away She was of the most filthy kind Diaper smelling green in the front Her breath of a stained brown behind Yes she babbled they did say Toxic voice, a biting vulgar tongue That gave off an odor so noxious As a dead bodies from gallows hung But at the end of October she Miraculously on All Hallows night Into a golden prince crowned A vision bedazzling and bright! She knew that dressing up that day At night she could go out to play Filling her pumpkin bag with candy Trick or Treat her teeth to decay! Then again on the first of November She’d grabbing her black cat she’d ride Laughing with glee, chocolate farts to make scenting the sky on her broom off they’d glide Happy Halloween 2024 May your tricks be in fun  and Treats bright as the Sun ...

Booglie Trap Once again down he fell into the fuzzy booglie trap in case you’ve never heard of one it is a language you can bark & rap Yes, to the doggie with wagging tail holding back that annoying bark for they know that the fuzzy funny words sing just like a meadow lark for they are meant only for the ears that perk up high words that laugh, cajole and sing canines listen and do reply with wags, muffled barks & snuffles large laughing eyes sparkle bright that to his wordy gargled sounds brings dreams that last all night Yes that booglie trap turns them on with maybe just a taste of happy wine  dog knows blossoms from men to them and they dance round so very fine In circles does that woofer go spinning round and round and round then it sits on haunches sweet lovely pets and kisses to be found Not on sharp mouths and noses but with air blown so very sweet petting them that booglie trap canine and human hearts do So just r...

  What? Halloween! Again? O yes, it happened then he fell apart  not feather or furred,  bald not bold ready for cooking pan or pot, not pen freezing in meandering October cold What does that mean to those who have full feather or fur skins not naked without a holy decent frock to keep them committing naughty sins? For some think that All Hallows Eve is a playground for God-made Satan an angel that he made frightening he did not want you with him mating No siree  billy bob, so Jesus said or was his mouthpiece Holy Saul Paul who knew him not but embroidered all the scripture we were taught? Or some old testament book taken by one of those prophets so sweet who learned to speak King James’s words so that devil Satan we can defeat? Do you remember what fun it was to be a kid on that dress up day wearing costume, those silly clothes to get neighborly candy so they say Lord almighty it was such a feat to knock and greet “trick...

                  Morning Thoughts So funny how the mind reads Into the eye, viewing, Sitting in the bathroom I notice the label On my lounge pants Palm trees and happy images Since 1983 the tag reads as if made just for me In India on earth’s other side Curiosity led to my black Turtleneck That I was putting on It came from that fabled land Called Vietnam where in my teenage years Many of my friends drafted up Some to die so freedom shines Or shed blood sorrows on the fearful shores of that Asian land And then my blue denim shirt How American can you get? Oh, that came from Bangladesh as did the flowered one across my shoulders Across so many oceans so blue so blue too The towels in the bathroom rack Came from China, like my porcelain cup Where I sipped my morning pills And a box of ointment that Chuck just got Was made in Mexico . . . The cantaloupe I cut for breakfast came From Sunny Peru And holy cow m...