Halloween Edition

There was a house

The grass grew wild, for there was no spouse

Through boarded up windows and cracks in the wood

The man could be seen, his head veiled in a hood

It was All Hallows Eve

When he came to the door

With a knife up his sleeve

He was ready for blood and gore

No one could stop him

Not this scary thriller

He was the mass-murderer

The serial killer

Thrice he knocked on that old wooden door

But there were no sounds in the lonely house

Nothing could be heard

But the footsteps of a mouse

The victim was asleep

Coolest pumpkin ever!!!!!

The rest of the family was out,

Partying away as if the night were their last

“Good”, thought the man

The job will go fast

He opened the door and entered a room

It was sparkling clean

No need to for a broom

There were jewels on the mantel

Stacks of money in a bowl

The man kept walking

Nothing could move him from his goal

Past a bedroom he walked

Past a study, a bathroom, a library stalked

He made no sound as he crept along

The victim, unaware of his presence, slept on

Finally the man reached his boon

He saw the victim, illuminated by the moon

He pulled out the knife, and with great rigor

Also very epic

Laid waste to the silent figure

The family came home

And with surprise, they threw up their arms

There was a knife in their Lucky Charms

The cereal killer had struck again

I think you will find that there is no point to this poem other than to add detail to a bad pun and waste your time. Are you starting to see a trend among my posts? Happy Halloween.

Also, whoever said they didn't like my blog is very mean. They should get a life. They obviously don't have one if they don't like reading this high quality material.