Hiya & Happy Halloween!
It’s time for Susanna Leonard Hill’s 4th Annual Halloweensie Contest– YAY! This is my second year entering and it’s so much fun! I’m happy to let y’all know that I’m alive and well…it’s been so long since I’ve posted any written pieces, that I’m a wee bit chicken.
If you haven’t visited to read the contest entries written for children, I urge you to do it with your family. They will entertain you for hours!
Entries can be funny, scary or anything in between, poetry or prose, but they must have 100 words or less, AND contain the words: broomstick, creak and pumpkin.
Me, I’m going with a poem again. I hope you enjoy it. :0)
A WARLOCK’S BREW
The attic creaked, as the young warlock sneaked,
to snatch up a broomstick, while baby bats squeaked.
His mission? To whip up a strong magic brew.
He added a pumpkin, a kitten’s mew too.
Stirring the potion, he conjured the spell,
letting loose in the night his most frightening yell,
“Break this feuding witches’ curse.
They fight all the time. I don’t know which witch is worse.
Last time, they vanished. No witch was found.
Tonight’s All Hallow’s Eve, and I want them around!
Sure, they’re both ruthless, rotten, and bad.
But they’re the best grandmas this boy’s ever had!”