All-Hallows-Even ("evening"), that is, the night before All Hallows Day Although the phrase All Hallows is found in Old English (ealra hālgena mæssedæg, mass-day of all saints.

My Little Fools.

Have you? ---

Have you ever been scared?

I ask you again, my poor little friends

have you ever been scared?

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Hiding – buried deep in the cupboard

where the hot water-pipe rattles your soul

hearing a foot on the stairs

feeling  those worries and cares

Knowing, you, are their only goal! or

now running down a dark lane

the screams and the shouts just behind

you stumble fall, graze your hand on the wall

knowing there is nowhere else left to hide

Your hearts beating faster and faster

you think it’s about to explode

but there is no relief in this tension

as you feel this anxiety grow.

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Have you? ---

Have you, ever been paranoid?

I ask you again, my poor little friends

have you ever been paranoid?

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Don’t! hide in the deepest of corners.

Don’t wrap yourself up in the gloom.

Don’t wait for the knife, on

some drear weary night, or

you’ll find yourself deep in some tomb.

Then, you may think your troubles over

well, friends you can’t know me that well

because I’ll raise all the ghouls

and those sleep-sodden fools

to make sure they stir up your hell.

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Oh paranoids, paranoids! show

me all your little toys, hide

from me all you little boys

-------------------------and girls.

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Have you? ---

Have you, ever killed someone?

Laid, down, their bleeding corpse.

I ask you again, my poor little friends

have you, ever killed someone?

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Seen the knife, flash bright in the moonlight

heard the pistol, bark and sigh

seen the terror and fright,

felt the thrill and delight

as you realise it’s not you who’s to die.

Then you read all your deeds in the paper

the infamous things you have tried

gun in hand, knife in your waistband.

You know it’s you who will fry!  But

you’ll wait for your moment of glory

a shootout you’ll face one dark night

with the forces of law, to even the score

as they judicially finish your life.

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So, now, my little paranoids

scared killers all!

You’ll meet me some day

in some infinite way

and realise you were my

little fools!

G.M.

pomes ALL SIZES

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