C. T. Suddeth

I hope you have a perfectly gruesome Halloween

At great personal peril, I copied a witch’s Halloween plans.

Halloween Horrors

Ah, me lovelies, me pesky little humans,

Witch’s utter delight, such a dark stormy night,

Not an end in sight of your unending fright.

Me cauldron is a boil, blood stains the very soil,

Yowling black cats, screeching long-winged bats,

A green-eyed toad, a handful of green woad.

Pinch of eye of newt, hunk of hoary hemlock root.

I have just the charm to do your enemy great harm,

I love to cast a spell, where it goes I cannot tell.

Trick or treat? Your defeat. I got you beat.