Fritters of the Night

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A poem about an imaginary creature that haunts you at night

Submitted: November 15, 2012

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Submitted: November 15, 2012




The temptress is laughing with the fritters in the night

Cooing and cawing and mocking your fright

They dance and they scurry

They run off in a hurry

But they’re not properly proportionately bright


As a trick they may kick you

Or smack you

Or lick you

They hoo and they haw

And they boo and they baw

They’re sticky

And picky

And extraordinarily icky

Yet they adequately deserve your applause


Look, but don’t touch  

These fritters they bite

They scratch and they kick

And they most certainly fight

They’ll watch you, not knowing

They’ll come in at night

You wont see them coming

They’ll turn out the light


One night I was dreaming

They all gathered round

They neither spoke nor they whispered

I heard not a sound

They plotted

I pleaded, “let my body be found”

For you my friendly fritters

I am eternally bound


At first they were kind

But now they are cruel

To the dungeon or gallows

I will not be their fool


I raved and I ravaged

I even reveared

Yet these creatures

These fritters will not disappear 

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