10-26-2010, 10:05 AM
Happy Birthday Halloween queen! A poem and one of your pictures from the summer. 
Have you ever feasted on monster-meat stew
washed down with a large mug of Frankenstein's brew,
and served by a waitress, who cackles and chews,
with cheerful green skin and a large wart or two?
Have you ever chowed down on lizard-meat pie,
washed down with a pitcher of water run dry,
and served by a waiter with red-colored eye,
who trips on his pitchfork when he stumbles by?
Have you ever gobbled down buzzard au gratin?
It's best when the cheese that it's cooked with is rotten
and served by a warlock, who's better forgotten,
whose pointy wide ears are both stuffed with white cotton?
I've asked all my questions. Your answer's complete.
Yet, I am confused. Tell me, what do you eat?
Have you ever feasted on monster-meat stew
washed down with a large mug of Frankenstein's brew,
and served by a waitress, who cackles and chews,
with cheerful green skin and a large wart or two?
Have you ever chowed down on lizard-meat pie,
washed down with a pitcher of water run dry,
and served by a waiter with red-colored eye,
who trips on his pitchfork when he stumbles by?
Have you ever gobbled down buzzard au gratin?
It's best when the cheese that it's cooked with is rotten
and served by a warlock, who's better forgotten,
whose pointy wide ears are both stuffed with white cotton?
I've asked all my questions. Your answer's complete.
Yet, I am confused. Tell me, what do you eat?
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.