mellow hallow twenny eleven

Oh, good morning sweet little rose
what are you doing here
so late in the year

Shut up you freak
I'm not sweet
I have thorns
my needles to life
my sweet revenge
your life depends
NOW get in the kitchen
brew my poison
what I crave
with my last breath
I'll be at your grave

1-part crap from an old hairy butt
1-part intestines from any human's gut
1-part squirmy toad tail
1-part beastly toenails
1-part mushy rice
1-part poltergeist
1-part blood straight from your veins
1-part sugar grains
stirred not shaken
straight up
I'll waken

Halloween night
kids will pass by
MY! MY! MY!
The tricks I know
are straight from the master
guaranteed to cause disaster

I'm red
I'm alive
I'm big and bent
my thorns are hid
I'll see you in the graveyard
KID

*** new found from Ms. L Leland (The Retched Rose)


...enjoying my vacation with my little miss ... shopping and scary movies overload ... we have purple candles for tomorrow ... and white 2 inches for me ;) ...

here are some of my fave pictures of today (neatly tucked in albums, The Witching Hour featuring a hyperactive Zombie Santa and a mellow momma ... and @ Sophia Clarisse ( a homage for my darling daughter) ... at random ...