Ghost Hunters

When a ghost doth tarry

Doesn’t mean it’s always scary

Something that goes BUMP! In the night

Doesn’t have to be a fright

Some ghosts are nice and friendly

Only way we know when we

get some ghost hunters in

They will know where to begin

First of all dig up some history

So they can solve your mystery

Record it with and EFP

Then we will start to see

What kind of an apparition

See if it has a purpose or mission

To protect  your family or drive them out

What is this ghost all about?

Is it friendly or is it foe?

At least this way you’ll know

 

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Scooby cubes poem

Daphne’s been captured by the black knight

Has her bound in rope up tight

Shaggy’s eating a hero sandwich

Which means Fred’s the only man which

can save her from the rage

Going to build a trap with a cage

Meanwhile Velma decided to hide then

Lost her glasses and can’t find them

So Fred starts going down the corridor

Finds Daphne tied up on the floor

Found her under an ancient statue

Pushed the secret lever he had to

Capturing the Knight was the next thing

Turns out he was searching for a cursed ring

 

what I love about autumn

Leaves crunching on the browning grass
Temperate nights with warm pajamas on crisp cool sheets
Windbreakers and parkas
Orange and yellow everywhere you look
Hot oatmeal to get your day started
The beginning of a new school year
College campus all filled with squirrels and nuts
Piles of forgotten foliage
Duck boots for splashing in October rain
Pumpkins and gourds become magical beings
Candy corn and caramel apples
Fun costumes and trick or treat
Football Football
Locking helmets out on the gridiron
Baseball playoffs win or go home
Haunted houses and ghost stories
Read by the fireplace at the union
Hayrides to pumpkin patches
And Corn mazes
Covered bridge festivals
Busy honey bees
Fresh apple butter
Creek and river waters running high
Cool fall breezes on your neck
Jumping in leaf piles
Leaf fights
Bunny slippers for warm feet on cold floors
Thanksgiving and all the fun it brings
Stories of native americans and pioneers
Walking down well-worn paths
Coloring in fall color by number
Remembering the good times
When autumn at last is in the past

Agoraphobia

I always get trepidatious
When I encounter open spaces
When I have to go
Around people I don’t know
Like to have a safety person
Someone i can gauge my words on
When I get anxious i tend to babble
About all the riff-raff and the rabble
Safety person helps see how I’m doing
Heavy foot or just soft-shoeing
I can go with Kel of course
She can make the best out of the worst
I can go with my helper
Anxiety with her just melt ther
I can go with my cm
That’s my case manager named Jen
I may not be ready to go out alone
But at least with help I can leave my home