9th October 2013 Wednesday
Day 282
Sorry, when I meant 'check back with me tomorrow', well, technically not all of my assessments are done. I hate having to just find a poem online to ensure I've posted something, but it's October, I'll kick myself if I don't finish this resolution.
By the way, remember when I was talking about those poodle moths in one of my multichapters? Well, one biology group presenting actually mentioned them. And I spoke about water scorpions! It was a huge Dex Hamilton day for me.
Poem by Michelle, it really does send chills up your spine.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dex Hamilton
The corpse that walks,
its solemn line.
The vampire stalks,
finds blood to dine.
The werewolf howls
at the silver moon.
His human form
what's showing at noon.
The mummy's cries
of pain and loss.
His wraps that smell
of must and moss.
The witch that flies,
upon her broom
casting curses
and spelling doom.
The black cat scurries,
hisses and claws
through the graveyard
walks his paws.
R&R!