Halloween Approaches....[short; Scary? ; Gross? ]

Halloween suddenly now approaches. Let me eat some crawling roaches. Let me kill some football coaches. (And let me not forget the cute cheerleader. To my pit bull I can feed her.) Boys and girls will knock for candy. I'll lock them in a cage that's handy, and feed them, instead, some stew that's sandy, made with rat tails and chicken legs and wiggly worms and spider eggs. I can't help my lustful craving for BLOOD, which each October through my brain does flood, like a scarlet explosion from a plump rose bud. My knives are sharpened, my teeth are grating. The porch light is on, my freezer's waiting. I'll only harvest what I can handle, luring them in using treats and a glowing candle. They get their treats but then they are MINE! (October 2012)