prostitution rocks/on halloween when trick and/treat are the same thing
the containers kids/use for candy are the or/iginal loot bags
a solar-powered/witch’s broom is tricky tech/lunar power’s worse
a bag of sweet treats/needs preventive dentistry’s/tooth preservation
happy all soul’s eve/may your tricks be solvable/your treats delicious
Happy Halloween, Friends.
Mask Raid
My incognito’s fine so far
As long as I eschew Ankara
So if I walk and do not ride, I
Keep my laces double-tied
“Mask Raid” is euphonically similar to “Masquerade.” Perhaps Mask Raid is Masquerade’s Masquerade.
The Inktober prompt for October 31st is “Mask.” Here was my response:
I thought it fulfilled the requirement but that there was more to say. So here is another take:
Indeed–Happy Halloween, friends!
Inktober continues with a demonstration of how Halloween can make us playfully crazy. “Shadowplay” does not mean having fun with shadows, but why shouldn’t it? Today it does.
There are fewer than five hours left in my Inktober. I have four more images to do. If I stop having fun, and the work turns stale, I’ll stop and declare victory, finished images or no. This Inktober has already exceeded my expectations, and brought my drawing hand fully back to life. It would be nice to do it all, though . . .
The creatures dress in rags and sheets
And go from door to door
To fill their duffel bags with treats
And leave their egg-toss spoor.
One day a year this feast of frights
Grips Creepy-Crawly Nation
Endorsed by moms and dads and mites
And a Dental Association.
Happy Halloween, folks!
One with Clay, Image and Text 