I like to celebrate Halloween with some hallloweenish writing- poetry or story or whatever. This is what I came up with this year- not really truly spooky halloweeny, but definitely in the vein. Can you tell I've been reading Wicked?

Statues are, by statute
somewhat stationary
By law they all must stand mute
with no vocabulary

This state of affairs
is fair to most sculptures
You think Thinker cares
about noisy adventures?

But a murder of crows
knows to ignore
the scarecrow that shows
less zest than a door

And so we propose
if Your Honor is willing
to allow all scarecrows
the option of killing

To murder the birds
Who eat all the crops
and steal from the herds
dropping their drops

With weapons of fright
Free scarecrows to fight
At least give them this right
On Hallowe'en Night!