The Halloween Limerick Parade
By Rhonda Bronte Brown
Pumpkin lanterns glimmer golden and bright.
Hallo’s Eve excitement fills the valley tonight.
But who else is stirring in the dark?
Vincent roams the skies by night,
sniffing out nectar to bite.
The flowers all hide,
from this mischievous glide,
then open by dawn’s first light.
Vincent isn’t the only wanderer tonight…
Jasper, the ghost, refuses to float.
Over water his stomach would bloat.
Nightshades take pity,
ferry him to the city,
cruising the moat in a boat.
Across the fields, something drifts on the breeze…
Nettie the spider tosses silk threads.
The wind sweeps her over the farmstead.
Free now to roam,
in search of a home,
she spins a web by the woodshed.
Down the hill, wheels begin to rattle…
Shelton Bones travels by scooter,
never once honking his hooter.
Ghosts cry “Yoo-hoo!”
Bats screech “Boo-hoo!”
Downhill he skids past Rooster.
And waiting quietly in a pumpkin patch…
Pumpkin Pete sits in a patch looking grim,
wishing a spooky face suited him.
Along comes a charmer,
a masterful carver.
Pete beams at guests entering the inn.
High above the glowing lantern…
Luna wishes to fly by moonlight,
seeking a steady moonbeam for her flight.
Sudden hullabaloo,
in swoops a cockatoo!
Tail-spinning, Luna flits away in fright.
But all roads lead somewhere on Halloween…
On one spooky Halloween night,
friends wander under the moonlight.
A ghost in a boat,
a spider afloat,
Pete lights the inn warm and bright.
Vincent swoops low through the air,
Shelton skids in without care.
Gathering at the inn,
all welcome within,
for Halloween fun, they share.
The Halloween parade has arrived!
Lanterns glow golden and bright.
Laughter rings out through the night.
Hallo's Eve comes once a year
certain creatures reappear.
Pumpkin faces scare the dead,
filling ghouls full of dread.
Jack-o-Lantern fools the gnome,
we're disguised and free to roam.
House to house we seek sweet treats,
pumpkin lights line the street.
Fading fast and hard to see
spirits hiding in the tree.
one, two, three, four
"EEK," and away they soar.
Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin face
side by side we'll win this race.
Round the corner, house insight,
dare we run with all our might.
Safe inside we dance with glee.
Jack-o-Lantern smiles at me.
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