Halloween Mixer

Halloween Mixer

A Poem by angel
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A costume party at the Writer's Cafe.

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Everyone in the Cafe is all dressed up tonight;
Every single mother's' son, and also every daughter.
As I look around at them I can but guess who might
Be contemplating mischief, or perhaps an all-out slaughter!
The costumed fiends behind those masks--that is to say the friends--
Could be just anybody;I guess it all depends
On how, in this, the big reveal, the masks begin to fall;
Will we be recognizable at this, our costume ball?
A great, big bowl of candy, a sign, quick scrawled, beneath
Informing one and all about its detriment to teeth.
That tells me Dr. Yumakay is certainly among us;
She's there! Dressed as a mushroom, see? A most engaging fungus.
Here comes a ghost, a flowered sheet. Who could be beneath?
I think I know! It's our Christine, a-skippin' through the heath!
Now comes an easy one to guess, a whimsical, red devil.
Who might this apparition be? I'm guessing that it's Neville.
He always acts so innocent, but I believe it not...
He keeps the heat at simmering beneath his iron pot.
Now we come to Barleygirl, sloggin' through the fen;
A muddy and bedraggled witch;Come here to the glen!
We've got a roaring fire, so soon you'll be quite dry.
Let's see who else is coming.Ah, somebody is nigh!
It seems to be Coyote, but I can just suppose
It could be almost anyone;The Fixer, Dave, or Rose!
The mystery is answered--our emmajoy appears
A pretty fairy princess, so sweet, inspires tears!
And now a fearful beastie comes--Annette Pisano Higley?!?
She's dressed herself as Donald Trump! We all applaud her--bigly!
No question who will take the prize for who's most fear inducing;
I think the dreadful Orange One is most alarm producing!
Sam is dressed as old Mark Twain, of whom he does remind us,
Lorry,male,from Scotland, as a ghoul, a creepin' up behind us.
Einstein Noodle coming now, vampire fangs in place,
And Crowley, with a wooden stake,a grin upon his face.
He didn't get the memo! He must think this a real
Horror show invasion! We rush to the reveal!
Everyone, take off your masks and let our friend here see
That we are friends in costume.No rav'ning monsters, we!
Our Richard now comes from behind and fetches him a clout; 
As Crowley drops his weapon, JayG comes running out
To stop ensuing mayhem, chase us all with threatening shouts
To make us all behave like something less than murderous louts.

© 2018 angel


Author's Note

angel
Wish I could put everyone in, but can't go on forever! Maybe next time.

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Well isnt this a ball to see so many that I read within this Halloween treat! I love the thought of them being at a cafe costume party. This is so well thought out and played!

Posted 5 Years Ago


angel

5 Years Ago

And Christmas is coming!
Thanks for stopping by!
Sorry for belatedly realizing this, but you get the grand prize for best halloween write at the cafe this season. This is truly a gem. I've read dozens of these, all clever, but nothing like this. You've really taken this on a starship ride to wowza-land! Your tone is so playful & affectionate, it truly reflects the fun & friendship we share here at the cafe. Some hate it, but they're just not having fun with the same bunch I am, I guess! You've summarized it perfectly & of course, we can't include every heart throb & I hope they still can feel the affection you spread so liberally (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


What a great time I seem to have had at this most fantastic of events.. I wanna reserve a ticket for the next five years at least, by which time I hope I have fully recovered from this one... Bless ya angel, your an angel and the rest of you lot as well.... x

Posted 5 Years Ago


angel

5 Years Ago

You did have a splendid time! Tickets reserved, sir.
Neville

5 Years Ago

I thought I must have, and thanks N
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😁😁😁...I laughed and now am reviewing!

Tis just a party or tis a contest also...hope it's not cause the winner might end up killing me as I'll get fits by laughing too much ;)

Thanks for this joyful write dear Angel...be blessed :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


angel

5 Years Ago

Ah, but to die laughing; what a way to go!
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5 Years Ago

Again am... 😁!
Thank you, Chris! As you can see, even Mr. Lennon is in costume!

Posted 5 Years Ago


Well done angel. I love your costume party to celebrate Halloween. Entertaining and fun to read.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


Hey you missed this lil Kitty
I’m behind you, I’m Jack the Ripper
My blade is mean n bloody
I’m looking for a fanged stripper!

Hahaha 😂 Great one Angel!

P.S. But do include me next time 😭

Posted 5 Years Ago


angel

5 Years Ago

Sorry, Kitty. Stay back with the knife, or there'll be no next time, I fear...I didn't see you lurki.. read more
Dhara_Ditzy Kat

5 Years Ago

Haha! If you say so! Skips off to greet Mark Twain (I believe he has a cat)
bloody fantastic
excuse the french
loved it

Posted 5 Years Ago


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angel

5 Years Ago

Thank you; I had fun writing it.
This was amazing, clever,entertaining and fun with the added pleasure of writerscafe folks added to the mix. bravo.

Posted 5 Years Ago


angel

5 Years Ago

Thank you for coming, Dawn
Such a diverse group and quite an entertaining read. A very happy Halloween to all!

Posted 5 Years Ago



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