Carving
Halloween looming so near
to my heart
Time once again for my
carving to start
Sharp implement is a
definite must
One that will penetrate
deep with each thrust
My carving canvas I choose
with great care
One with plump roundness,
skin smooth and fair
That first vital cut is
done clean and quick
A visceral portal to
innards so slick
Once the gooey guts are
all cleaned out
It’s time to show what my carving’s
about
I start with the eyes – be
they happy or sad?
Or show great
surprise? Are they frightened or mad?
Sometimes I cut out the
nose; other times not
It all will depend on the
purpose I’ve got
But the mouth is the most
important thing of all
With great grinning teeth
or lips puckered small
A few more details, but
these matter least
And soon I have carved out
a new masterpiece!
This annual rite I perform
without fail
If the cops ever catch me,
they’ll put me in jail
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