Coppercreek pie halloween contest 2013
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A PIE in the eye;
so high in the sky;
look down in me;
so low brow it may seem;
the kids smashed my pumpkin;
no pie for me..........SD
so high in the sky;
look down in me;
so low brow it may seem;
the kids smashed my pumpkin;
no pie for me..........SD
Spicy, sweet Pumpkin PIE
There is no apple in it
but it's of my eye
There is no apple in it
but it's of my eye
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Thank you. I think I have already given it my best shot.
As you can plainly see,
I am not a poet and I already know it
but it is still fun to try
to win some Pie
My mouth is like a pumpkin patch
with pumpkins rolling round
A jack-o-lantern grin
on my lips is formed
for pumpkin Pie I have found................
with pumpkins rolling round
A jack-o-lantern grin
on my lips is formed
for pumpkin Pie I have found................
Sung to the tune of the "Hearse Song"...
Don't ever laugh at the juice you buy
For it may be some RANCID PIE.
They mix it in a big black box
then strain it through some dirty socks.
All goes well for about a week
and then your Clearo begins to leak.
The air seeps in, the juice flows out
The Flavor plays Pinochle on your snout.
It burns your eyes, It burns your nose
It makes your scalp crawl, and curls your toes.
A big green cloud with rolling plumes
Fills up the room with Rancid fumes.
Your fluid turns a slimy green
and Vapor pours out like whipping creme.
But don't you worry your pretty head,
that's what you Vape when you are DEAD...
NOTE: Any resemblance to a juice... living, dead or undead... is purely meant in FUN!!
Don't ever laugh at the juice you buy
For it may be some RANCID PIE.
They mix it in a big black box
then strain it through some dirty socks.
All goes well for about a week
and then your Clearo begins to leak.
The air seeps in, the juice flows out
The Flavor plays Pinochle on your snout.
It burns your eyes, It burns your nose
It makes your scalp crawl, and curls your toes.
A big green cloud with rolling plumes
Fills up the room with Rancid fumes.
Your fluid turns a slimy green
and Vapor pours out like whipping creme.
But don't you worry your pretty head,
that's what you Vape when you are DEAD...
NOTE: Any resemblance to a juice... living, dead or undead... is purely meant in FUN!!
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I can't come up with a catchy poem
As my mind tends to roam
But it has to be about a Halloween PIE
Oh my, oh my, oh my.
As my mind tends to roam
But it has to be about a Halloween PIE
Oh my, oh my, oh my.
Not an entry But I like PIE
It's the great pumpkin patch Charlie Brown.
With ghosts and goblins all around.
But look in the sky the moon is orange.
Like Pumpkin PIE.
It's the great pumpkin patch Charlie Brown.
With ghosts and goblins all around.
But look in the sky the moon is orange.
Like Pumpkin PIE.
Ghosts & goblins & creepers beware
Keep away from my pie
or I'll give you a scare
Keep away from my pie
or I'll give you a scare
That Halloween film made me nervous and twitchy,
With blood, guts and gore so reviled.
Those goblins and ghosts turn everything witchy,
Imagination seems to run wild.
Alone in my room I hear a wolf howl,
But I know in my head that can't be.
I have a bad feeling that something's afoul,
So I peek out the window to see.
A dark silhouette's fast approaching my door,
Something gleams in the figure's right hand.
I can't seem to breathe as I fall to the floor,
Shivering so hard I can't stand.
The front door flings open to my surprise,
I was sure I had locked it that night.
My stupid mistake will be my demise,
I hope I will just die of fright.
I dial 911 as fast as I can,
Hearing footsteps draw ever so near.
I whisper, "Come quick! There's a huge, scary man
Come to kill me, and he's almost here!"
The knob slowly turns as I cover my eyes
To shut out the horrible sight.
Creaking door hinges now muffle my cries,
But my screams ring out into the night.
My pounding heart stops as the shadow draws near.
I accept that it's my time to die.
I open my eyes...it's my mom! "What's wrong, dear?
It's Halloween! I brought pumpkin PIE!"
With blood, guts and gore so reviled.
Those goblins and ghosts turn everything witchy,
Imagination seems to run wild.
Alone in my room I hear a wolf howl,
But I know in my head that can't be.
I have a bad feeling that something's afoul,
So I peek out the window to see.
A dark silhouette's fast approaching my door,
Something gleams in the figure's right hand.
I can't seem to breathe as I fall to the floor,
Shivering so hard I can't stand.
The front door flings open to my surprise,
I was sure I had locked it that night.
My stupid mistake will be my demise,
I hope I will just die of fright.
I dial 911 as fast as I can,
Hearing footsteps draw ever so near.
I whisper, "Come quick! There's a huge, scary man
Come to kill me, and he's almost here!"
The knob slowly turns as I cover my eyes
To shut out the horrible sight.
Creaking door hinges now muffle my cries,
But my screams ring out into the night.
My pounding heart stops as the shadow draws near.
I accept that it's my time to die.
I open my eyes...it's my mom! "What's wrong, dear?
It's Halloween! I brought pumpkin PIE!"
On a cold October night he stands like a beacon,
His icy stare makes mortal men weaken.
The color of blood tints his non-blinking eyes,
and the silence is shattered by his curdling cries.
Everyone around is held a prisoner of fear,
Seeking the comfort of those they hold dear.
He clenches his fists in a mighty rage,
Heart pounding so hard it nearly bursts through its cage.
Looking back on the event, it didn’t seem like a big deal
as we all gathered ‘round for a Halloween meal.
Daddy didn’t seem phased by the Turkey though dry,
But Momma should never have eaten the last piece of PIE.
His icy stare makes mortal men weaken.
The color of blood tints his non-blinking eyes,
and the silence is shattered by his curdling cries.
Everyone around is held a prisoner of fear,
Seeking the comfort of those they hold dear.
He clenches his fists in a mighty rage,
Heart pounding so hard it nearly bursts through its cage.
Looking back on the event, it didn’t seem like a big deal
as we all gathered ‘round for a Halloween meal.
Daddy didn’t seem phased by the Turkey though dry,
But Momma should never have eaten the last piece of PIE.
Rub a dub dub
PIE in my tub
I keep it there for when my clearo goes glub glub glub
For it's Halloween, can't run out, without a doubt
PIE in my tub
I keep it there for when my clearo goes glub glub glub
For it's Halloween, can't run out, without a doubt
I guess my fat finger hit red, then black, then I finally got orange.Never mind.
pssst: Pie has to be orange.
When ghosts and goblins wander
The autumn chill is bourn through rustling leaves
Children scatter when the door bell rings
And witches adorn the trees
'Tis Halloween the ghoul exclaimed!
So Jack's dark face alights once more
The boogie man is at the gate, waiting
For screams to feed the night
Parents gather as young ones sleep
Attired in naughty regale they drink the demons dry
Paper skeletons and ghosts haunt the walls
As discretetion haunts the room
Pumpkin pie and ginger beer
Candy corn and chocolate bars, caramel popcorn balls
Fill the hearts and bellies again...
Fill children's dreams again...
It's Hallowe'en again.
The autumn chill is bourn through rustling leaves
Children scatter when the door bell rings
And witches adorn the trees
'Tis Halloween the ghoul exclaimed!
So Jack's dark face alights once more
The boogie man is at the gate, waiting
For screams to feed the night
Parents gather as young ones sleep
Attired in naughty regale they drink the demons dry
Paper skeletons and ghosts haunt the walls
As discretetion haunts the room
Pumpkin pie and ginger beer
Candy corn and chocolate bars, caramel popcorn balls
Fill the hearts and bellies again...
Fill children's dreams again...
It's Hallowe'en again.
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I set up my lab one Halloween night
To make some delicious ejuices.
My wife wants some pie and since I DIY
She won't accept any excuses.
She tasted the juice and her face turned dark green
I swear she blew steam out her ears.
"You dare call this pie? Hah, in a pig's eye!"
Her screams brought me nearly to tears.
Her eyes turned bright red and her nails became claws.
Her hair turned to snakes on her head.
Fire shot from her mouth, and I headed South.
I knew in a flash I'd be dead.
Her arm shot 'cross the room and blocked my escape,
She dragged me up close to her face.
The green fog of her breath smelled just like death.
Of my wife there was nary a trace.
"Go back to your lab and make me some pie,"
She hissed between fangs, oh, so sharp.
"Don't mess with the queen on this Halloween.
Screw it up and I'll hand you a harp."
I sweated and mixed til it smelled just right,
The demon then gave it a try.
It must have been good, 'cause there my wife stood,
"Now that's what I call pumpkin pie!"
To make some delicious ejuices.
My wife wants some pie and since I DIY
She won't accept any excuses.
She tasted the juice and her face turned dark green
I swear she blew steam out her ears.
"You dare call this pie? Hah, in a pig's eye!"
Her screams brought me nearly to tears.
Her eyes turned bright red and her nails became claws.
Her hair turned to snakes on her head.
Fire shot from her mouth, and I headed South.
I knew in a flash I'd be dead.
Her arm shot 'cross the room and blocked my escape,
She dragged me up close to her face.
The green fog of her breath smelled just like death.
Of my wife there was nary a trace.
"Go back to your lab and make me some pie,"
She hissed between fangs, oh, so sharp.
"Don't mess with the queen on this Halloween.
Screw it up and I'll hand you a harp."
I sweated and mixed til it smelled just right,
The demon then gave it a try.
It must have been good, 'cause there my wife stood,
"Now that's what I call pumpkin pie!"
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