Halloween night
will give you a fright
when you feel the cold night air.
It will be very dark
when you hear a dog bark,
as you slowly turn around.
You'll see a blood hound
staring you down,
and it slowly starts to run.
It moves faster and faster,
as you pullout your fake blaster.
You carefully aim and pull the trigger.
the dog tackles you with a sense of vigor.
Then it hits you...literally!
You remember that your dog had run away,
now he's returned and wants to play.
The End :-)
I really enjoyed the storyline of this poem. It is very interesting, and something different is going on all of the time. In the future: don't say "the end :-)" because it sort of ruins the picture that you have in a reader's head.
ReplyDeleteThat was good, and funny at the same time. Like a dog LITERALLY hits you out of nowhere.
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