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The Morning After





Blurred vision and a thumping head,
a reminder,
good times were had by one and all.

Fancy dress lies crumpled on the floor
a masquerade,
grab a shower and pull on blue jeans.

The besom stands in the corner,
ready for work,
sweeping up the remains of Halloween

Empty cans and burnt out candles,
filling black sacks,
so the new year begins.

Ashes of spells cast beneath the moon,
a futile wish,
if only magic could clear up after a party.


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  • GotLilt
    November 3
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    This sounds scarier than Halloween LOL

    Thanks for your entry. Got a chuckle out of last two lines


  • Amera gold member
    November 3

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    Love this! Magic does clean up after the party. Try twitching your nose!


    Love,
    Amera


    • Ceridwens Soul silver member
      November 3
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      HA HA I used to do the Tabitha twitch as a kid - still it didn't quite work so I must be doing it wrong.


  • Nickelspring gold member
    November 1

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    "if only magic could clear up after a party."
    This was fun! Interesting form too
    Best wishes,
    Kris


    • Ceridwens Soul silver member
      November 2

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      I keep looking in my book of spells -- and not found one yet!! Love potions, healing tonics everything but!

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