A large 3-1 on the wall,
10 months since New
Year's have passed.
A girl runs down the
hall –
Halloween is here at
last!
"Mother!" she cries room
to room.
"Tonight Halloween's Eve
is;
Give me a hat, cat and
broom
Up as a witch I shall
dress!"
"No," said sharply her
mother
"You will at home sit
and stay.
With your costume I
won't bother –
This Eve in bed you will
lay."
Mariella cried and
weeped;
Into her green eyes
tears got
To then fall to mother's
feet -
But yet the wish has
changed not.
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That Eve in bed the girl
lies –
Listening to the
street's laughter
With wide-open and sad
eyes
And thoughts in the mind
gather.
Though night, outside
much light was.
Insomniac, confused,
bored –
"Mum's wish has no reason,
cause!"
Anger in her blood
roamed.
Out of bed the girl then
went,
Knowing what she will
now do!
To the lowest shelf she
bent
And found a tube:
instant glue.
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"If a witch I cannot be,
As a pumpkin head I'll
go!"
With a smile on face
thought she
And excitement in blood flow.
Orange paint on
fingertips
She smudges it across
her face;
The bright color off it
drips-
hence gone is her childish
grace!
"Now the grand finale
is!"
And opens the instant
glue.
As lipstick she the glue
uses
Having now one lip, not
two.
Black teeth drawn around
the mouth
"Perfect!" But in her
mind was that.
For her lips moved no
more south.
Smiling, she put on a
straw hat.
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'Mariella!" high-pitched
cry
Turn around: mother at
door.
'You up at this hour,
why?"
And from shock fell down
to the floor.
The girl her shoulders
squared
And walked by her mother
past
In costume she was not
scared
And with glued lips that
Eve, she had a blast.
- Anna Hupcejová
