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Cobwebs draped the darkened porch
Jack-o-lanterns glowed with a tiny torch
Ghosts danced merrily from stakes in the yard
Stew bubbled in the cauldron with vegetables they had charred
Razors glittered in the moonlight
While the barber prepared his chair for the evening shaving fight.


Okay, so I don't do horror very well.
                                                                                   

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  1. :) I don't trust that barber. What was he going to do?

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    1. Well, he did say the nightly "fight" didn't he? I wonder why it's a fight?....

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    1. Aww, thanks Alex! You're just saying that...to make me smile:):)

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  3. Good job! And I'm with T. Decker... what did that barber have in mind? :)

    Thanks for participating in our blogfest!

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    1. Thanks Jackie! Yeah, he's a sneaky barber. He got a bad shave one time and he's out for revenge now...Mawhahahaha!!!

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  4. You didn't have to do horror but you did a great job! I wonder if this barber is related to Sweeny Todd that sneaky devil. Lets hope they don't serve meat pies.

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    1. Eeewww! No meat pies...I hope. I'm a vegan! hehe
      Now, Mr. Barber on the other hand, well, I guess you figured it out:)

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    1. Thanks, Donna! Funny thing is, I go to a barber instead of a beautician! They do a great job, really. No shaving, though:)

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  6. lovely rhyme, I loved the sweeney todd-esque barber:))

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  7. Cute! And I was also reminded of sweeney todd with the last line =)

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  8. Minimalist horror. I think you did it very well!

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  9. I enjoyed this short tale. It's almost a poem. If it is a poem, never mind me, I'd be hard pressed to write poetry.
    Nancy

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  10. Loved that you wrote it in poetry. Very cute!

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  11. I thought this was cool! I like how short it is too :)

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  12. So cute! My husband wrote a poem for the challenge too. (And I don't do horror very well either; it always ends up being more feel-good than horror.)

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