ALLS HALLOW EVE

This is a Halloween poem from Happy Bottom.

* I'd appreciate comments to help me improve this.

Bob lamb from Rams Bottom Farm
was trying to give up the beer
Made it a New Year’s resolution
Year, after Year, after Year.

Then ...

One night, leaving ‘The Piddle,’ pub
mind and senses swilling
He planned to walk the homeward road
But wobbly legs weren’t willing.

Along a foot path, down the lane
past three silver birch
Needing then to rest a while
sought sanctuary in the church.

The door was bolted, entry blocked
and then, you’d best believe
Into graveyard, ventured forth
on this - ‘All Hallows Eve’!

Stars and moon shone in the sky
as he walked without a fear
But that would change, as all things strange
tiptoed ever near...

The veil that separates alien worlds
was almost now transparent
And with spirit night in full flight
this soon would be apparent.

Zombies , ghosts and ghastly ghouls
this hour compelled to waken
feast their sights upon poor Bob
who in his shoes was shakin’.

The foulest stench was in the air
as spectres gathered round
Bob opened wide his mouth to scream
but failed to make a sound.

Spirits rose from every tomb
for Bob it was no ‘thriller’
He ran but fell beside a grave
aware that they came hither.

Hiding eyes, with pounding heart
body a quivering jelly
Shadow stood by, doom was nigh
when something prodded his belly.

“Drinking again?” the Vicar scorned
“In God's name, you must stop.”
And from that day to this, as long as he lived
Bob never touched a drop!