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Scaredy Crow..........Hah
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Scaredy Crow..........Hah |
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BSC
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since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Walking cautiously through the night, On the path that led to the barn, The was moon shrouded in heavy mist, I was suddenly filled with alarm. A fierce wind started howling, Sleet started pelting my face, Glancing at the old scarecrow, I uneasily quickened my pace. Its eyes were glowing as embers, First yellow, then orange and red, Its ugly smile was threatening, I was feeling a terrible dread. An owl screeched out as if in pain, I could hear a dismal wail, I swear the scarecrow was laughing, As the sleet was changing to hail. Trembling from fear, unsure what to do, I tried to get to the barn, Passing by the cornfield, The scarecrow reached out for my arm. I ran to the barn and opened the door, When I did my lantern blew out, While trying to find a light switch, I screamed, but was too weak to shout. A dim light from behind a bale of hay, Chilled me to the core, As a gust of that nasty wind, Slammed shut the old barn door. I inched my way around the barn, Staying away from that dim light, Suddenly it lunged toward me, I thought I'd die from fright. It was that same old scarecrow, Carrying a grizzled black cat, I latched onto the pitch fork And I heard "NO, you can't do that." Huh, he'd see what I could do, I ran at him fast as I could, He stepped aside just in time, Or he'd have been a part of the wood. With that the cat came at me, And the scarecrow ran for the door, I jumped to avoid the nasty cat, And wrestled that straw filled thing to the floor. As he was trying to get away, I heard my brother's voice, He was hiding inside that ol' scarecrow, ...Not a very wise choice. I was just starting to pummel him, When Mom came through the door, Whacked us both upside the head, And took us back to the house for more. And as I explained my story, It became an instant hit, Of course it will be a little while, Before my brother can sit! |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Hi there!  I'll bet this story will be around for a while. It started out spooky, and I love the ending. Good thing for a fast dodge from a pitchfork, eh? Great read! *Jenn* My name isn't Baby, and I don't want to cyber. |
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Elizabeth
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since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Is this a true story? Whatever it was, it was funny! Elizabeth Something sweet, something sort of grandish, sweeps my soul when thou art near... hedeservesbetter@hotmail.com |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
LOL loved it ... well written good thing he zigged instead of zagged! |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Ha! Ha! Now that's the spear-it of the season. Melton |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Temptress - Thanks for reading, sure is a good thing he had on his PF Flyers! Elizabeth - With 3 older brothers you can be sure that there were many nasty pranks played on the little sis. Thanks. Rex - Darn good thing he zigged!!! He was a lot more fearful of me after that. Thanks for reading. Melton - Thanks, "spear-it" to be sure! Thanks to all of you for reading and your kind replies. Bonnie |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Nicely written indeed..cute one.. |
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