Ok, I am a hound
and it is Halloween night
so I am off to go
with the rest of silly kids
to go 'trick or treat'
down RainbowAve . . .
Keeper said it is best
to do it at midnight
and so, I will wait for the clock
to strike midnight . . .
(yeah, that is a sculpture clock
made from recycled newspapers
which keeper made for me!)
and scare all the freaking hounds
with my squeaky toys . . .
After midnight . . .
Er, no, people.
I did not go out.
I got too sleepy
I think I'll pass off
trick or treat this year . . .
But I'm not, Keeper!
Duh, Keeper!
Hey, I'm ok to go anywhere
for treats and tricks!
Oh, Bogart, I don't think you will enjoy
walking down Rainbow Avenue
for treats like candies and sweets . . .
Yeah, I don't like candies, Keeper.
Is that what this stupid thing is all about?
Then I say "Pass"
Good for you.
And for that, let me just give you
the best treat of all . . .
a great big hug!
Oh, what a boring, boring week
I tell you . . .
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