Scampy mouse looked ’round his house,
But all that he could see
Were must and rust and cheese crumb dust,
And a cobweb; maybe three.
“I must have flask or wig or mask;
Or robes, or vampire teeth.”
Yet, high and low and to and fro —
“No costume,” Scampy squeaked.
Then, start’ling him, a *quack* *ring* *knock*;
He jumped. “Who could that be?”
He opened up to Tammy Duck,
Who asked him, “Trick or treat?”
She held a wand, a potion, bag;
Plus extra, long, white sheet.
“You wanna be a scary ghost,
For this year’s Halloween?”
Created for Susanna Leonard Hill’s Halloweensie Contest.
©2019 Chelsea Owens