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My glasses were steamed
And my hands sweated
In my gloves
But I did not care
I was on the Prowl
My head dressed in
Pumpkin mask
My body
Disguised in a long coat
Though alarming and strange
I did not care to dress flashy
It’s useless on cool nights
My company passed cars
And knocked on doors for sugar
Pleading for our
Feet to be smelled
(Though that wish never comes true)
I heard a young man accuse me
As a male
He of quick judgement
It cracked a smile
When we returned
With our treasures
My head smelled of rubber
And breath
The sound of crackling wrappers
Was followed by the
Taste of sweets
I was proud of my Hunt
It was a Success
As I am a Monster
Of My Own Creation
And my hands sweated
In my gloves
But I did not care
I was on the Prowl
My head dressed in
Pumpkin mask
My body
Disguised in a long coat
Though alarming and strange
I did not care to dress flashy
It’s useless on cool nights
My company passed cars
And knocked on doors for sugar
Pleading for our
Feet to be smelled
(Though that wish never comes true)
I heard a young man accuse me
As a male
He of quick judgement
It cracked a smile
When we returned
With our treasures
My head smelled of rubber
And breath
The sound of crackling wrappers
Was followed by the
Taste of sweets
I was proud of my Hunt
It was a Success
As I am a Monster
Of My Own Creation
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Lovely that you submitted a literary piece to the contest \(>,<)/
And I really like the parallel of a hunt with trick or treating. It seriously is one huge hunt for the right candy
at the right homes lol.
Good Luck!
And I really like the parallel of a hunt with trick or treating. It seriously is one huge hunt for the right candy
at the right homes lol.
Good Luck!