My boyfriend scared the crap outa me with this poem...LOL...Especially when he yelled out the last line at the end....
It's Halloween,
The lamps are lit.
Around the campfire the children sit,
Then Susie says, "Shhh..."
Who's that squeaking down the hallway floor?
Who's that sneaking past the kitchen door?
Who's that creeping on your bedroom floor?
........................
IT'S A MONSTER!!!
Thread: Rhymes to wet the bed by.
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08-20-2005,03:02 PM
"And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door..."
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03-16-2006,01:30 AM
Lying in my state of restful bliss
I anticipate the passing of a lost soul
Gingerly, in the darkness one passes
My heart would race (or so it would seem)
These are only memories I hold in my dreams
The misty damp fog shall be blanketing soon
I await the caress of the cool breeze
And the dancing shadows by the light of the moon
Footsteps whisper across the crispy leaves above me
Closer they approach this darkness which forever has bound me
Come rest with me a spell
Let me share my nights in Hell
I lay here waiting in this crypt, my bed
To capture souls of those not dead
Eternity, it seems an evening not wasted
Comes two, I smile...I grow impatient
Sounds of voices and metal scraping the earth
These are two without a worth
Laughter and vulgarity spews forth from each
I beckon their haste...still out of reach
Thud! Like a knock on my Chamber door
Creak! Like a scream, I arise once more
Upon hallowed ground these two have tread
Disturbing the crypts of all who lay dead
"Robbers! Theives," I wail as I rise.
Frozen in terror they look into my eyes
See their souls fleeing from their helpless shell
In a blink I consume them for my Brothers in Hell
The nights pass slowly as I lay in my bed...
Was it only a dream...or am I undead?
March 15, 2006 By: Fyre Draic
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03-17-2006,06:21 AM
Nice poem....but I did not wet the bed yet.
"I never drink....wine. Well maybe just this once!"
Scary Naked Pagan Master
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04-08-2006,01:26 AM
Hazy nights in my dreams I share
I do as I please, no thought do I care
Comes to my mind this evening you see
My bladder is bursting, I think I must pee
Stand at the flower bed and unzip my pants
I write my name on a nest of ants
The feeling of relief is resting at peak
My brother is screaming
"Wake up, you freak!"
Imagine my embarrasment...
I peed on his cheek
So when you are dreaming
Keep a clear head
You might just be peeing
Upon you own bed
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05-13-2008,09:57 PM
Some good stuff here. "Spiders under my sheet" is great. When Halloween rolls around this year, I hope to share that one with some friends.
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05-14-2008,04:14 AM
Incredible!!! Sure am glad to know about this thread now!
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10-09-2008,09:59 PM
I hope I could write a poem, too. My girl is great at writing, but I'm definitely a noob when it comes to essays and compositions. I'll tell her her about this thread.
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05-25-2009,05:08 PM
The Beauty
She once in her youth
was thefairest of all
So light on her feet
As she danced at the ball
Her hair was so golden
Her figure so full
On all the lads heartstrings
Her beauty did pull
But times always passing
And things always change
Her hair is much thinner
As well as her frame
Now no one comes calling
As she sits all alone
Just an ungly old hag
Parchment skin covered bones
So now all alone
Her skin has turned blue
For she lives in a coffin
And soon....So will you!EVERY DAY TO ME IS HALLOWEEN!
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