Trick Or Treat
Smell My Feet

Written By: George L. Avery

all hallows eve night is nigh upon us
and i ve got me fingers crossed
and my hopes remain high that
eet will befall on one of them murky nights
whan trolls are free to roam covertly
under cover of low altitude congestions
of maidenform fog
[i.e. an unsullied mist]
what has arisen from the respirations
of furtive spaces
whar frogs wear an aftershave
penned heron s breath
and late night diners
are served on green doilies
atop a ripple cloth
patterned of an algal sheen
draegonflies pirouette unaffected
within the arena of an opaque moon
while beneath the polished surface
a hidden pondlife teems
i ll hitch up me breechclout
and grab me stoutest corduroy satchel
then venture forth a trick or treating
to whar gentle folks can be found for
eets the most rewarding night of the year
as they are abroad in perpetual numbers
and by an obscure influence
invoked by the strategic positioning of the stars
for this one night only they do not feel threatened
whan they spy my manifestation
gaining on them from out the soupy fog
once i have overtaken them
however
and they ve been alerted
to the unmistakable miasma
of peril arising from my trademark™ feet
and twice five enormous unshaven toe digits
they ll allus pinch their eyes tergither
drawing close to peer into my face
as if to ask a moot question
wharby my malodorous breath
will blitzkrieg their faculties
and hackamore their breathing
they ll swoon and not recover
until secured within the confines o me haversack
a relaxed retreat whar they can associate freely
with a growing number of kindred souls
awaiting the inevitable thar in the darc
while back at me base camp
a cauldron fusses atop a crackling fire
complaining it has no meat to flavor its broth
but that will change shortly
or i ain t TROLL † [

© Disclaimer: I am not a real Troll, I only play one in the dark.
~.oegyreva



Wishing You
A safe and enjoyable Halloween

THE END

09/05/2006



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