Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Poem: Halloween Horror Haiku

Late night, home alone.
Blocked number moans your name,
Then a fuse blows out.

If doubt should arise,
Remember to double-tap
And aim for the head.

In a creepy house,
The leatherbound book of spells
Will want to kill you.

Chainsaw revving up
In sweltering Texas heat.
Squeal, lil’ piggy, squeal.

Haunted puzzle box
Unleashes Pinhead and co.
Hell will soon be raised.

Where we are going,
We won’t need eyes. Libera
Nos ex infernus.

Most clowns are quite nice.
Unless they’re in a storm drain.
Those rip your arm off.

He drowned in a lake.
Now he wears a hockey mask
And kills horny teens.

Do not fall asleep.
Dreams are his dark hunting grounds.
His claws are quite sharp.

It starts with a hug.
Afterwards the fear begins.
No-one heard you scream.

Poor girl never learned:
They’re all going to laugh at you!
Pig blood leaves a stain.

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So, how many of these movies do you recognize? Hopefully all of them!