Thursday, October 30, 2014

Halloween Limericks

 
Limericks by Dawn Pisturino
 
Spiders
 
A girl who ate spiders for lunch,
Found shiny black widows to munch.
The poison contained in their bodies remained,
Giving that girl quite a punch!
 
July 12, 2011
 
More Spiders
 
A girl who liked spiders to eat,
Found poisonous spiders a treat.
Their sweet-tasting nectar
Began to infect her,
Turning her into dead meat!
 
July 13, 2011
 
Spider Cider
 
A girl who liked spiders inside her,
Washed them down with a very fine cider.
"Two parts cyanide makes them slither and slide,"
She wrote to her secret confider.
 
July 13, 2011
 
The Sorcerer from Beijing
 
A sorcerer born in Beijing,
Found a magical jade dragon ring.
It breathed out green smoke,
Transforming that bloke
To a blood-thirsty cannibal king!
 
July 14, 2011
 
Killers
 
A killer rampaging a town,
Ran into a carnival clown.
The clown drew a knife
And took that man's life,
Then started a spree of his own!
 
July 16, 2011
 
The Witch and the Burglar
 
A witch flying home on her broom
Spied a burglar trashing her room.
"I'll get you for this!" she said with a hiss.
His head was soon found in Khartoum.
 
July 17, 2011
 
An Uppity Cat
 
A cat who liked veggies and cheese,
Refused to eat mouse canap├ęs.
"I just can't abide that tough, hairy hide.
I'd rather eat onions and peas!"
 
July 16, 2011
 
A Nasty Old Gnome
 
A nasty old gnome name o' Bill
Liked to puncture old teeth with a drill.
He gathered some bones from a graveyard he owns,
But that skeleton wouldn't sit still!
 
February 5, 2012
 
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Dirty Donald

 
Poem by Dawn Pisturino
 
Artwork by Jason Smith
 

Dirty Donald!
His hair, full of lice,
Grows down to his shoulders,
A haven for mice.
 
His teeth are all rotten,
Mildewed and black,
His tongue is so long,
He could pass for a yak.
 
His breath stinks of corpses
Dug fresh from their graves,
A delicate morsel
He constantly craves.
 
He glares at the ravens,
Surrounding his head,
With murderous eyes,
Pronouncing them dead.
 
Then yanks out their feathers
And nibbles their toes,
Lining them up
In neat little rows.
 
His clothes are so tattered,
The buzzards all say,
"What a fine looking fellow!
Let's eat him today!"
 
July 3, 2011
 
Published on Underneath the Juniper Tree, July 17, 2011. Read it here.
 
Published in the August 2011 issue of Underneath the Juniper Tree. Read it here.
 
Copyright 2011-2014 Dawn Pisturino. All Rights Reserved.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Hist Whist

 
"hist whist" by e.e. cummings,
illustrated by Deborah Kogan Ray
 
 
hist      whist
little ghostthings
tip-toe
twinkle-toe
 
little twitchy
witches and tingling
goblins
hob-a-nob      hob-a-nob
 
little hoppy happy
toad in tweeds
tweeds
little itchy mousies
 
with scuttling
eyes      rustle and run      and
hidehidehide
whisk
 
whisk      look out for the old woman
with the wart on her nose
what she'll do to yer
nobody knows
 
for she knows the devil      ooch
the devil      ouch
the devil
ach      the great
 
green
dancing
devil
devil
 
devil
devil
 
      wheeEEE
 
(from his collection, chansons innocentes)
 
Edward Estlin Cummings, better known as e.e. cummings, was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts in 1894 and became renowned for his experimentation with poetic language. He died in 1962.