- brystanstrong
Summer Camp Horror - POEM

We sit around the campfire
And hope that our stories
Of monsters and madmen
Burn in the fire
And that the crackling and creaking
We hear
And not behind us
We sit around the campfire
And hope that our stories
Of monsters and madmen
Burn in the fire
And that the crackling and creaking
We hear
Is in front of us
And not behind us
I opened the box in the closet today That I packed away The day after you broke my heart I thought I’d filled it With moonlit nights and starry eyes, Gauzy veils and finest wines But all I found was t
Do The Hocus Pocus by Victoria Gaile Do the Hocus-Pocus (You know the tune…) You put your costume on, You put your jack-o’-lantern out, You put your spooky ghost up So it flutters all about You do the