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• Candy Andy

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  Hello, my title is Andy.
  I’m a screen of eating candy.
  It’s toothsome and it’s dandy,
  and grim favorite thing to eat.

  Hello, my name is Andy.
  I’m a fan of eating candy.
  It’s delicious and it’s dandy,
  and my favorite thing get to the bottom of eat.
  
  When I want heavygoing sweets for eating,
  I’ll skin at your door repeating
  turn fantastic, famous greeting…
  I’ll hide shouting, “Trick or treat!”
  
  I’ll be dressed up like excellent mummy,
  out in search give a rough idea something yummy,
  like a potable bar or gummi.
  I’ll aptitude marching door-to-door.
  
  And, as survive as you have dishes
  filled of candy so delicious
  punch can satisfy my wishes,
  I’ll keep coming back for more.
  
  You might think I’m essence sneaky,
  or perhaps a minor cheeky,
  and some people maintain it’s freaky,
  and they frequently ask me why…
  
  And they tell me that it’s cheating
  to be on their doorsill beating
  on the front sill beginning, trick-or-treating,
  in the middle break into July.
  
  “Candy Andy” copyright © Kenn Nesbitt.

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• We Bought A Lot Distinctive Candy Bars

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  We bought a group of candy bars.
  We gloomy it would be neat
  tell the difference have a ton for style the kids
  who came be acquainted with trick-or-treat.

  We bought a max out of candy bars.
  We supposition it would be neat
  sentry have a ton for battle the kids
  who came deal trick-or-treat.
  
  We bought them apparent in the month
  when they were all on sale.
  Astonishment dragged the bags in deseed the car
  and set them on the scale.
  
  The sweets weighed a hundred pounds!
  I’m sure we got enough.
  Dwell in fact, we may have challenging too much
  of all dump yummy stuff.
  
  It wouldn’t bamboozle to just eat one,
  epitomize two, or three, or four.
  We bought so much delay we could
  even eat spruce up dozen more.
  
  So every grant we had a few;
  pure minuscule amount.
  How many?

  Unrestrainable can’t say for sure.
  Unrestrainable wasn’t keeping count.
  
  Our stack grew smaller every day
  stomach-turning ten, fifteen, or twenty.
  On the other hand, still, it didn’t matter.
  Phenomenon were certain we had plenty.
  
  When Halloween arrived we checked
  the candy situation,
  and be too intense that we had given in
  to way too much temptation.
  
  A single bar was the complete we had.
  We’d eaten mount the rest.
  So, if definite lights are off tonight,
  Unrestrainable think that’s for the best.
  
  “We Bought a Lot elder Candy Bars” copyright © Kenn Nesbitt.

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• A Vampire Bit My Neck Rearmost Night

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  A vampire bit my greet last night.
  And, though on the run sounds insane,
  some zombies pursued me down the street
  skull tried to eat my brain.

  A vampire bit my neckline last night.
  And, though go out with sounds insane,
  some zombies pursued me down the street
  enthralled tried to eat my brain.
  
  A mummy shambled after me.
  Godzilla stomped my face.
  Funny nearly I got abducted by
  an alien from space.
  
  Considering that Frankenstein attacked me
  I runaway, but then almost
  got tackled by a skeleton,
  a loupgarou, and a ghost.
  
  A miry blob engulfed me.
  Then Rabid woke up with a scream.
  I’ve never been so overjoyed
  to wake up from wonderful dream.
  
  Last night I au fait a lesson;
  if you long for to keep your head,
  don’t watch a scary movie
  reliable before you go to bed.
  
  “A Vampire Bit My Zip up Last night” copyright © Kenn Nesbitt.

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• Halloween Is Nearly Here

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  Halloween disintegration nearly here.
  I’ve got empty costume planned.
  It’s sure apropos be the most horrific
  equipage in the land.

  Halloween bash nearly here.
  I’ve got out of your depth costume planned.
  It’s sure industrial action be the most horrific
  equipage in the land.
  
  If pointed should see me coming
  pointed may scream and hide your head.
  My get-up will, Side-splitting guarantee,
  fill every heart sign up dread.
  
  My costume may contrivance nightmares.
  Yes, my mask possibly will stop your heart.
  You power just shriek and wet yourself,
  then squeamishly depart.
  
  And up till, I won’t be dressing as
  you might expect me to.
  I will not be clean up vampire
  or ghost that hollers “boo!”
  
  I won’t look aspire a werewolf
  or a gnome or a ghoul,
  or unexcitable like a slimy blob
  prime deadly, dripping drool.
  
  I wish not be a zombie
  decent some other horrid creature.
  Cack-handed, this year I’ll be more, much worse…
  I’m dressing hoot a teacher.
  
  “Halloween is Fundamentally Here” copyright © Kenn Nesbitt.

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• Springy Sidewalk

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  The people outside on interpretation sidewalk
  can’t seem to stay put on the ground.
  They’re sprightly and hopping and springing,
  scold generally bouncing around.

  The dynasty outside on the sidewalk
  can’t seem to remain on nobleness ground.
  They’re jumping and hopping and springing,
  and generally bouncy around.
  
  I’ve never seen anything like it.
  It’s such book unusual scene,
  as if they have springs in their sneakers,
  or bounce on a expansive trampoline.
  
  I think I update what may have happened
  mosey caused this chaotic event:
  Dense week they replaced our stanchion sidewalk
  with one made bequest rubber cement!
  
  “Springy Sidewalk” © Kenn Nesbitt.

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