Pub Chatter: UNBOUND - October 1 ,2017 - Prompt #2 - You are walk'n down a dark dirt lane you hear a sound that stops you in your tracks you turn to see hundreds of tiny eyes stare at you from the shadows... write a poem bout what happens next.

Dirt Lane

You are walk'n down a dark dirt lane

Light has shadowed and the day is on the wane

You hear a sound that stops you in your tracks

Hungry tummies grumble and sloppy lips smack

You turn to see hundreds of tiny eyes

" Let's eat her for dinner!" tiny ghouls cry

Stare at you from the shadows "Let's munch on the brat's toes!"

Write a poem bout what happens next.

OK.... without get'n too complex....

RUN!

HUN!

RUN!!!

Naomi @chickenteeth