Halloween Poetry Corner

At last night’s Halloween soiree
We danced and drank our cares away.
I wore my flayed-off-skin disguise
And hit on costumed cutie-pies.

(The theme the party-planners chose:
Your Worstest-Case Scenarios.
Our costumes had to illustrate
The cruelly frowned-upon-by-fate.)

Alyssa was so very cute
In her laboratory-bunny suit.
On mangled paws she sadly danced,
Her fur seared off, her eyeballs lanced.

And Bonnie dressed as such a dish,
Devoured by piranha fish.
All ragged flesh and bone and cloth,
She gurgled sprays of bloody froth.

Christine was looking mighty hot
Dressed up with late-stage jungle-rot.
Each time she laughed she’d hack and cough
And make some blackened limb fall off.

And Dawn’s disguise was well-composed:
A skydive chick whose chute stayed closed.
Her splattered face still looked so sweet;
Her guts extended several feet.

Eve’s outfit could not but impress:
Ebola victim, what a mess!
She caught the gaze of every guy
As gore poured from her orifii.

And Fern portrayed, quite winsomely,
A fresh quintuple amputee.
Though lacking arms or legs or head,
She partied till her stitches bled.

I spotted my ex-girlfriend, Grace,
With boyish wig and slack-jawed face,
And one of my old t-shirts too.
Said I: And you are? She said: You!

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Also
Valentine’s Day Poetry Corner (2003)
Christmas Poetry Corner (2005)

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