The goblins came, the witches too
And all the little spooks
They danced around the graves that night
Like crazy island kooks.
Cow and pig down underground
Got tired of all the scream’in
It was giving them a headache –
They were missing trick or treat’in.
The fairies came and sprinkled dust
o’er the graves of our fair friends
and cow and pig were uninterred
to rise and feel the wind.
The wind did blow away the goblins,
The witches and the spooks.
All Cow and Pig have to deal with now
are all those island kooks!
***Text and photographs copyright 2011 by Cynthia Brast. No part of this story may be reproduced in any form without the expressed written consent of the author.