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Snap Apple Fright (99 words)
By Corine Timmer (second entry)
On the night of All Hallows’ Eve,
Granny Smith a plan did weave.
Ever since the village kids’ foolery,
Her thoughts had grown ultra-delusory.
Dressed in rags and a witch’s shawl,
She sneaked into the village hall.
In the cauldrons her apples were nodding.
Their plan would surely get somebody sobbing.
She injected each apple with cochineal cream,
A potion so red it could make you scream.
When the villagers flocked to the feast,
Granny Smith escaped on her beast.
In a shiver of wind she could hear the howls,
And all the little devils threw in their towels.