Happy Halloween, to C.B. Hannegan's
Happy Halloween, to C.B. Hannegan's By Author Jack Sorenson The ghost in the garden, crept into, Cb’s one day They like what they saw, and smelled from the kitchen cooking, So they stayed for the night, on old Hollows eve Cracks twigs, as the ghost, treads no more further On the outside, in the cold, Lighted, by the full moon, now encased, by fantasy lighting They were safety hidden, inside the walls, of the restaurant tucked neatly away, hearing only faint laughter, when the last, of the customers, had left, for the night Shuffles wind swept leaves blew up against the wooden doors and old wooden class frames Of Cb’s, as the doors were closed, for the night But, it’s not too fear, that’s when the ghost came out to play inside, They danced, and dined inside, all night, till dawn came to light, As the filtered moonlight entered thought-out the cracks, The ghost in the garden, missed their friends lock away inside, C.B. Hannegan's Snaps back ghost heads, and arms, as they floated to the windows, The ramble less tapping, on the glass doors For their ghost buddy’s to come out to play Dream temples were created to this horrible end Hopelessness grim at bests, appeared into the window back, The magical words were spoken, But, the spell was broken By the clutch of windowless the magical Words could not be heard, Many hastily ghostly, thoughts came forward From the stressed of the ghost on the out side Ideas, was surly now blinded by coming daylight, Now had, no escaped, The C.B. Hannegan's Iris Pub of Los Gatos the ghost Of many days after, laughter was heard in the walls Trickling tears came, now with many that cried As, the ghost missed there outdoors friends Like Moonlight dreams, On Wet, Weeds, the tear stains Still showed, on the wall paper them in clocked, were they the very last, That had hid themselves, cloaked by the night To be seen never more, But, only heard there many cries from the outside friends, For their dreams of being let out side one day again.
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