Creatures
Creatures you’ll meet
Out on my street:
Goblins, vampires
Shrunken head buyers
Gargoyles, zombies
Brain-dead mummies
Giant spiders
Headless riders
Grimmer Reapers
Crawly creepers
Werewolves, Frank Stein
Are not friends mine
No joy for me
Just lost my key
Locked out, late night
Cold air, fresh fright
Who could this be?
Someone help me
It’s moved closer
I’m safe? No, sir
Mommy, save me
It might grave me
Neighbor Louise
With my spare keys
“Thank you!” I gush
Inside. Big rush
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Children's Literature, children's poetry, Halloween, Humor, humorous poetry, Poetry, scary poems
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