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"An Unlikely Friendship - Dracupuss and Frankenmouse: A Cat and Mouse Halloween Poem"

Updated: Apr 28

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I'm so proud that my #Halloween poem, Halloween Date From Hell is going to published as a picture book by #VentorrosPress in 2022. It will be illustrated by the brilliant #ChrisWhite.


However, after a request from #BrianMoses for new Halloween poems for his latest brilliant blog, I decided it was time to come up with a fresh, new poem for #Halloween2021


#Dracupuss has lived long in my head as a character but I could never found a place for her. But at last I found a poem for Dracupuss (a.k.a Miss Fluffykins) to live in forever.


I hope you enjoy this spooky poem about an unlikely Halloween friendship between cat and mouse.


A scary cat baring its fangs
Dracupuss

 

Dracupuss and Frankenmouse


All year, she is Miss Fluffykins -

a cat about the house

a year, he is their Munchkin Nose -

a timid, squeaking mouse

 

But once a year on Halloween

as lightning strikes and storms

Miss Fluffykins and Munchkin Nose

beneath the moon, transform

 

For one night she is Dracupuss

and he is Frankenmouse

On tip-toe, razor claws they creep

and sneak beyond the house

 

The fangs of Dracupuss, like scythes

shine sharp beneath the stars

The face and fur of Frankenmouse

all cut and slashed with scars

 

As zombie boys and ghoulish girls

with armless, harmless gore

demand their cookies, candies, sweets

at each and open door …

 

Unseen, the duo scurry in

between the children’s feet

for cat and mouse must slink inside

so they can Trick or Treat

They Trick or Treat the guinea pigs

The hamsters, budgies, dogs

They Trick or Treat the fish in bowls

The geckos, snakes and frogs

 

The pets afraid, they always Treat

Give everything they’ve got

And Dracupuss and Frankenmouse

They bag the blooming lot

 

November first, as dawn yawns wide

and nightmares all subside

Miss Fluffykins and Munchkin Nose

awake, confused, red-eyed

 

They wonder why surrounding them

are crickets, piles of seeds

two mini-castle ruins and

three diamante leads …

 

a swinging perch with bells attached

a giant bone, half-gnawed

a hamster wheel ‘round Fluffy’s neck

dried worms on every claw

 

Oh dear, my dear friend Munchkin Nose,

How’d this all end up here?”

I just don’t know Miss Fluffykins

It happens every year!”

 

Mark Bird


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