The exercise:
Your four line poem prompt this week: death goes trick-or-treating.
I think a lot can be done with this one, so if you come up with something longer than four lines just go with it. I promise not to yell at you :)
NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow. Let's do this!
Mine:
I'm not here for the candy,
So please put away your bowl;
Don't compliment my costume,
I'm only here for your soul.
3 comments:
I shall look forward to seeing how NaNoWriMo goes for you! As I suspected, I'm being sent off to various places this month for work, so I would have found it very hard to make it work.
Death goes trick-or-treating
Death's not scary
When trick-or-treating
A dentist, however
Can stop my heart beating
I shall have a think about the topic some more though, and if I come up with anything better I'll either add another comment or provide a link to wherever I put it :)
I did take advantage of your allowance and wrote eight lines. What did you expect?
Wonderful piece Marc. Visions of Monty Python ("A Mr. Death is here about the Reaping!")
And I liked yours too, Greg, although I think that Halloween is probably a Dentist's dream. Hey! That rhymes!
Five and a half bags of candy,
And even some money, to boot.
I wonder why they were frightened.
I did wear a bunny suit.
What do you mean it's still scary?
How can that possibly fit?
Oh, I see what you mean ...
the scythe doesn't go with it.
Greg - well that was a fine, four lined effort regardless :)
Monica - haha, that last line just wraps things up perfectly. And go you for writing 8 lines! :D
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