Christmas time is lovely,
birthdays, fourth of July.
Thanksgiving, I prepare the feast,
weddings, I usually cry.
St. Patrick's day, I'm wearing green
I love the party scene,
just one day I can't abide,
that day is Halloween.
Pumpkins make me shiver
candy gives me shakes,
then the creepy costumes
and the noise those ghouls make.
Though I love a holiday,
this is one I dread.
On Halloween don't look for me,
in tears, beneath my bed.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a RHYMED poem about a phobia or fear that plagues you.
Use anything you have at your disposal to create your poem.
No one will be disqualified as I am monitoring the contest.
Above all, just have fun! |
Author Notes
Thanks to eileen0204 for the artwork.
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