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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555085" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Halloween Treat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mom and I owned only rags, <br>And stayed hungry for lack of food.<br>The utilities were always shut off, <br>He drank while momma stewed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For days we had cried, our<br>Stomachs ached from emptiness.<br>Again, he was not yet home, <br>Bringing Momma more distress.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With painful eyes, she put me to bed, <br>Then tucked me in good and tight.<br>She whispered, “Son, please don’t get up, <br>For you know it’s Halloween night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You might hear strange noises, <br>Just close your eyes and count sheep.<br>Child, no matter how frightened you get, <br>Stay covered and try to sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I promise we’ll have a better life, <br>Though he has tricked us for years.<br>Tomorrow we’ll have a Halloween treat, ”<br>She winked through her bitter tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But knowing his evil brought me unrest, <br>So, my imagination was fully alive! <br>Then Mom made her way to the next room, <br>Waited patiently for him to arrive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Around midnight he came home drunk, <br>Yelling and pushing Mom around.<br>Then suddenly he screamed, “Oh God no! ”<br>There followed a loud banging sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Next, I heard agonizing moans, <br>and what sounded like a cracking tree limb.<br>Suddenly, it became deathly quiet, <br>Except for Mom humming a hymn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dared not move a muscle, <br>I could hear the axe chopping hard.<br>Mom was singing, “It is Well, ”<br>From somewhere in the back yard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then just above her tender voice<br>Came the unmistakable sound, <br>Of our old squeaking meat grinder <br>And Mom clanging pots around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the morning I asked, “Where is he? ”<br>Mom said, “He won’t be back no more.<br>Come sit down, we’ve got fresh sausage! ”<br>Then I noticed a red tint on the floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said, Mom, “This sure tastes fine! ”<br>She was wiping red spots on her gown.<br>She smiled saying, “It’s an old recipe, <br>Years ago my mom handed down.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thinking back on that Halloween night, <br>Those noises I never understood.<br>It turned out to be a great Halloween, <br>And that sausage was mmm, mmm good!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Loyd+C.+Taylor">Loyd C. Taylor</a><div class=q>
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And stayed hungry for lack of food.
The utilities were always shut off, 
He drank while momma stewed.

For days we had cried, our
Stomachs ached from emptiness.
Again, he was not yet home, 
Bringing Momma more distress...."></div>
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