Latuda poem from the hospital

 

Grocery Store Poem

Ye poets of old, there were things left untold. Now groceries sold is the topic so bold.

Your nature was praised but some thoughts were not phrased.

the sheep had all grazed what on what were you raised 

I’ve been to a store where there’s food love and more, and aisles and the floor all so clean from a chore 

It’s grocery store craze and the great gourmet ways

with juice for our days and the meat and cheese trays

You spoke of the skies, and daffodil sighs, 

You wrote about flies and the birds’ many cries.

but where is the sign that points to the line

To checkout aisle nine all your food that is fine

I question why past poets didn’t make last

The break of each fast and the whole cashier cast

Of markets so great and the marts open late

I question your hate to not mention their fate.

In nature you found lots of things that resound but I fear in the ground there’s a cave near a mound

A hollow great void that to God has annoyed

For the language you toyed never said overjoyed

To walk in a store and see more and then more

The fish from the shore cooked and stacked from the floor.

So now it is done so it’s us with  the fun

You wrote of the sun but the grocery store won. 

Truly a Halloween Story

 Mrs. Floogenhooten greeted her 5th grade class and said okay kids, please write a halloween essay and this should be your first sentence:

“In the future, it won’t be jack-lanterns on people’s porches, but human heads.”

Well as you can guess, Mrs. Floogenhooten was axed that very day.

Halloween 2: Pay Day

There once was an adult who wanted to go trick or treating. He thought about going as a ghost but decided that he would instead use a costume that allowed him to pretend to be some kind pf inspector who demanded the rest of the candy from people. So he pretended to be from DHEC and put on a badge and uniform and handed people legal papers. He took all the people’s remaining candy and gave them a court date to show up for a trial about not having their candy approved beforehand and he was able to collect all the candy in the neighborhood and now instead of the holiday season it is called the government monitoring months.

Halloween 3

There once was a baby bat who lived near a swamp. A tourist dropped an orange napkin with a bat design one day and the bat said to his mom, “Id like to be a halloween bat.”

So his family moved to a neighborhood where kids trick or treated every year and the baby bat learned to fly in people’s faces when they got to peoples houses for candy. “A bat!” People would scream.

The bat was so happy and during the other parts of the year went to other bat locations to speak at their career days.

Magical Creature Story

 There was once a family that lived in the Bronx. There was a mom, a dad, and a boy and a girl. The family decided to get some pets. They went to the pet store and bought a unicorn and a cerberus. 

The little boy liked the cerberus and the girl liked the unicorn.  During the summer, they taught the pets to do tricks. When school started, the pets followed the children to school. 

The teacher said "no pets allowed," but the unicorn licked her face and the cerberus sat on her feet warmly. So she said okay.

Another kid's pet dragon came to school and burned all the homework with its fire.  So because of this, the school got a grant to buy everyone an ipad.  They took videos of the pets and posted them online. The teacher was able to teach kids all over the world.

The moral of the story is try to buy a pet Scylla and Charibdis next time.

Halloween Story

     I found out about the haunted house from my friend Chi Chi at the mental hospital. Our group was talking about how rude it was that some people create haunted houses with an asylum theme, and ChiChi shared that she and some friends were part of a haunted house group that charged money at Halloween. She said they made over ten thousand dollars every year. I could not believe it and I said, “Chi Chi, can I be part of the cast? I could seem really scary if I need to. Maybe like a scary clown or something.” Chi Chi said “Yes, of course. You would be awesome. You are one of my best friends now.”

    So we kept in touch and in October I got my clown costume together. I decided not to add any blood or evil streaks. I just felt that a normal clown costume did the trick.

    We practiced jumping out and scaring people and set up spooky scenes in the house. These haunted house people were really artsy and a lot of the rooms were more interesting than scary. There were mirrors and dripping water and music that alternated from low cello sounds to soft crying to distant shrieks. 

    “Chi chi,  I don’t like the demon holograms,” I said. Chi Chi said, “there are no demon holograms.” I realized that it was my own hallucinations from my mental illness.

     Opening night came and there was a long line of people who heard about our haunted house on the radio.

     I was nervous but jumped out at people just like we practiced and I didn’t feel bad when they screamed. But I saw more hallucinations and could not tell the fake ghosts from the visions. 

     I said, “Chi Chi, is one of the actors dressed as a zombie maid? Because that person really scared me.”

     Chi Chi said, “A zombie maid? What kind of maid outfit?” I said, “old fashioned, like brown and gray and a longer skirt.”

     Chi Chi said, “oh my gosh, that is what I thought. Was it long hair in a bun with blue ribbons?”

     “Yes,” I said, “whose costume is that?” Chi chi said, “that’s not a costume, it’s really the person who died in this house fifty years ago.” She then showed me the portrait in the living room.

     “Ok,” I said. “I am kind of scared but maybe she will target the visitors.” Just then I saw two guys dressed in black try to sneak away with the money box. “Hey, come back,” I said. But I knew they were too fast for me. I saw them head towards the woods. But then I saw them fall down. Something had stopped them. It was the zombie maid. She came back to the front door and handed us the money box. “I look forward to this every year,” she said. "and no real life creeps are going to ruin it for me".