For our latest collection, I've tried to intoduce a bit of variety, or spice, with a few poems which go beyond the sartorial in seach of Halloween thrills. Enjoy, as nauseatingly ingratiating waiters tend to say when plonking a plate of scrapings from the pig bin in front of you.
Everyone wants Candy on Halloween
As they march on their trick or treat patrol
But the only Candy that interests me
Will be swinging on a silver pole
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Are you wearing toe of newt?
Is it part of a witchy spell?
Is it the witchy version of GHB?
I'm so smitten I cannot tell
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