Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween!

In Piccadilly one night
A bit of a fright
But just for a moment, I s’pose

For rather than grim,
This Reaper was jolly
And happy to strike a pose

His smile was so toothy
His manner so bright
‘Til I took note of the hole in place of a nose!

I sought to escape
A Tube station was near
But “Believe it or not,”
As Ripley would say,
He started a dialog terribly queer…

He asked about f/stops
Depth of focus and such
And whether I shot film or digital

He spoke of a graveyard
He was planning to visit
After downing a pint at the pub
And queried me as to whether my flash
Could capture the swing of his club

I knew from the way this bizarre chat was heading
That elsewhere I should myself hie
But in parting I said, ‘taint a club, ‘tis a sickle
And be careful, dear lad, for my name’s Travis Bickle.

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