Home Alone

Home alone, a scary night
Watching TV that gives me a fright
The wind howling, creaking doors
This night of nights filled with horror
The lights go out
I want to shout
The door bell rings
I jump with fear, I drop my beer
I peek in the hole
Something dark and hairy holding a casserole
Thunder and lighting
This night of nights filled with fright
My voice lost,.........squeaks;
“Who is it?”
The voice says;
“It is I.............Hahahahaha.”
Shaking and quaking
I back away from the door
The telephone rings, I creep across the floor
“Hello.” I squeak.
“Bonnie dear will you answer the door
Tommy’s outside with dinner.”
“Tommy!” I croak..............
Yes dear. How do you like his costume? He’s a bear.”
Warm casserole in hand
I grab a spoon and clean the pan
All tucked in for the night
I turn out the lights
I close my eyes and what do I hear?
“Hahahaha It Is I.”
Hahahaha It Is I..........

[This message has been edited by Bonnie j (10-26-2003 08:29 AM).]

(giggles in delight) Something twisted this way comes...or maybe just weird! (smiles) This is delightful, sweet friend, this brought a big smile to my heart, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Bonnie, thank you for sharing!



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Love,
Noah Eaton

I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sun set and I perceive

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