Nightmarish Newts

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Clouds part
And the shadow’s curse
For each nightmare knows
What’s coming is worse

Since blackest night
May cause fears
But it’s the moon arising
That brings most fears

Hairs prick
As the howling cries begin
And the man in the moon shivers
Losing his grin

For the demon’s call
Is surefooted and true
Be careful and look out
Or the newts may catch you

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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Brimstone Brew

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Round the cauldron
They all took turns
Blathering their opinions
Cackling their concerns

A quadrivial group
Gossiping away
Nothing but prattle
In which to say

Their brimstone elixir
Fizzled and bubbled
But after listening to their words
The concoction grew troubled

Then with a sudden eruption
And an unforeseen flash
Those four old biddies
Well they all turned to ash

And all anyone can relay
About that unspeakable day
Is that their beloved potion
Must have had some repressed emotion

A reminder to be careful what you say. 😉

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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Coffin Candy

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She was a real tasty candy apple treat
Loved by all the men she’d often meet

Subtly sexy and radiating desire
Just what every man sought, wanted, and required

But there was a secret which she kept hidden
Something about her, so temptingly forbidden

One nip from her and they’d finally understand
Vampires always have the upper hand

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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