WolfieToons by Dave Wolfe

WolfieToons by Dave Wolfe
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Monday, October 31, 2011

Halloween Evening: A Wolfie Poem / Pastiche




'Twas Halloween evening, a bright crescent moon, 
not a creature was stirring, they didn't have spoons. 
The cobwebs were hung on the front door to dare
all little Impsters to Trick-or-Treat there.

'Cause Wolfie was waiting, with chocolate in paw,
to capture a bunch of the girls that he saw!
In cute little costumes they pranced through the street
with bags full of mischief to blackmail for sweets!

Then from the back yard came loud giggles and chatter!
He jumped, and the candy all fell from the platter!
Away to the back door he tripped and he stumbled!
Comaneci herself never had such a tumble!

The moon and six pants (hanging out there to dry)
gave the Luster at first all 'twas out there to spy.
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear
but over the fence climbed spankable rears!

He perceived they'd been trying a Halloween prank,
to Tee-Pee his house without getting spanked!  
Alas, now their plan had gone rather lame,
so he whistled and shouted and called out their names!

"Hi, Springrose, and Larken, Hey, Kaki and Bree! 
Season and Sarah and Jules the Pixie!  
Now, Lea, Veronica, Hermione, too! 
Poppy and Bonnie and Kiwigirliegirl, you!

Erica, Libby, Brandy and Pink!
Zelle and Shewolf the Lady, I think!
To Top is a chore, if I Top you all!
But I have invited more guys to this ball!"

And then in a twinkling all the spankings began, 
though warm, rosey bottoms had not been their plan!
Wolfie drew up his paw as the cue for his crew,
and down came their hands and some implements, too!

The Imps-- how they wiggled as heinies went cherry!
Their cheeks began glowing, the Tops were all merry!
And the smackings and whackings were heard for a mile
giving those in the know lascivious smiles!

No mischief was now going to be the Imps' works,
and they called the guys "turkeys" and "meanies" and "jerks!"
So the spanking continued 'till all were quite calm
and throbbing was felt both in butts and in palms.

Wolfe doled out the treats, to his team gave a whistle,
exclaiming how pockets now seemed to have missiles!
So he lowered the lights and he locked all his doors
and he howled to the night, "That's what spankings are for!!"