When we last saw the boy he was waving good-bye to his family in the ville,
the thought of them afraid of the dark, well it just made him ill!
His story continues with a little poem of sorts
never mind the ghastly GrumGrum beast’s snorts.
Tonight’s the night the ghouls and superhero’s feast!
On treats and goodies, some candy corn…at least.
They will come to the door, and don their disguises,
and better for their candy bag, if they should surprise us.
But one young man, oh, he has no joy.
He has no plan of action or ploy.
See though it be Halloween this night,
And the spirits about will come out to fright,
Lil Pemberton is not smiling, no he is down, he is forlorn
his spirit is remiss, yes, oh yes, it is torn!
for tonight is the last night he can sit and be free
Underneath The Juniper Tree.
The October Issue is going away, along with the dead,
and Pemberton is filled with such dread.
“But wait, young boy,” eerie voices team,
“Remember when you first walked into the Forest That Screams?
There is no need to cry, or pout,
or whine or to shout…”
The voices drew closer and ever closer still
The kind that could be break even the strongest man’s will.
It then continued in it’s haunting, dark speech
and now Lil Pemberton was within it’s cold reach,
“there is most certainly a reason to fear…
The November Issue…is coming, my dear.”
Matter of fact, the Issue is here! Read on and bedefrighted. |m|
10/31> And of course what Hallow’s Eve would be complete without Ichabod Crane. We all now what happened to the poor Mr. Crane* so let us enjoy…happier times.
*or do we?